A pile of them had been hanging out on our desks for a week or more, tiny pleated husks filled with … fruit? I wasn’t sure. Alice told me these were gooseberries grown by her mother; I was a gooseberry virgin. I peeled the papery husk away and bit the sunshine-colored fruit: It was gently sweet but with tart and apricoty undertones. The flavor was hard to describe, but I thought immediately of turning it into some kind of drink.
The quickest way to imbibe cape gooseberries (also known as Peruvian ground cherries) would be to make a simple syrup, which I did with the fistful I took home from the office. Serendipity had also recently delivered a bottle of Vermont’s first white whiskey — an unaged whiskey straight from the still, sans barrel aging — made by Vermont Spirits in Quechee. It’s called Black Snake, it’s distilled from Vermont corn, and it’s clear, roundand warming — almost as if it has an invisible vein of cinnamon — and slightly sweet. Imagine a softer blanco tequila, a much more flavorful vodka, a spirit whose flavor is as unusual as gooseberries and whose versatility is kind of thrilling.


Those are not gooseberries that are pictured. Those are ground cherries.
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I don’t think adulterating moonshine is vulgar, it’s a necessity! I’ve yet to meet anyone who truly enjoys sipping white dog.
I think the VT Spirits version is smooth enough to sip straight. Historically speaking, though, I agree with you.
Thanks~ A colleague set me straight a day or so after the post. I’m truly a gooseberry/Cape gooseberry/ground cherry/Peruvian ground cherry novice.
Well, you never know where the next taste sensation will come from.