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Pydpiper wrote:Jeeze, no wonder the men wanted to make booze!
ROFLOL!!!!
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My uncle used to make and sell moon. One room of his house was full of
guns and such that he took in trade. I remember, when Iwas about 10
years old , going to the barn with him and watching him sell to his customers. He got caught 3 or 4 times and he would go to court and pay
his fine. I don't think he ever got any jail time. That was almost 50 years ago.
Believe it or not, a buddy of mine had a small still in his basement that his dad made. I think they used potatoes instead of corn to make thier shine.
He used to sell it a bit at highschool. It smelled like nail polish and tasted like gasoline....after a toot of that stuff you would be game over for the rest of the school day. I think his dad found out about his "sideline" and quickly put a stop to it.....boy we did some dumb stuff in highschool...
I was born and raised in Eastern Ky(Martin Co). It was an economically depressed area and I knew about 14 different 'Shiner's Stills. I didn't know exact location but general area. My brother had a jeep and would haul finished product out of the hollers. There were two men that had the best Shine. Went down like water and with just a few(2 or 3 swigs) kick your arse. One guy I knew spent 4 one year strech at the state prison for making Shine.
Kelley
Excuse spelling after all I went to school in E KY.
Moosehead wrote:Believe it or not, a buddy of mine had a small still in his basement that his dad made. I think they used potatoes instead of corn to make thier shine.
He used to sell it a bit at highschool. It smelled like nail polish and tasted like gasoline....after a toot of that stuff you would be game over for the rest of the school day. I think his dad found out about his "sideline" and quickly put a stop to it.....boy we did some dumb stuff in highschool...
Pydpiper wrote:Jeeze, no wonder the men wanted to make booze!
Problem is, too much of that "shine" and those women would start to look good!
Never got the "whole story", but my maternal grandfather was shot & killed (before I was born) because of a dispute on how to divide the profits after he and a partner made & sold a load of "shine" during prohibition. Needless to say my grandmother (and mother) were very intolerant when it came to drinking alcohol.
Pydpiper wrote: Never got the "whole story", but my maternal grandfather was shot & killed (before I was born) because of a dispute on how to divide the profits after he and a partner made & sold a load of "shine" during prohibition.
Just goes to show the importance of contracts in business relations!
On Prince Edward Isalnd, makin shine's been going on pertty steady. In the olden days, sailing ships full of salt cod would drop their loads in the Carribean and return with barrrels of molassas. Usually you got it on a piece of bread for school lunch, but often it went into shine. Nothing better than sweet molassas for shine.
Lots of friends-of-friends still make it. And it gets passed around at spam parties and weddings. Get out the fiddle and dance in the middle.
Alas, as so often these days, someone always wants to make a buck from it, and now there's a small shine factory on the Island. It's just as silky-smooth and peppery as the real stuff, probably safer too. And of course, it's for medicinal purposes only.