It's The End of Summer and That Means Grapes

   With the end of summer comes, the dreaded grape harvest!  Don't get me wrong, I love the grapes and the juice we get from the grapes... but I can have my day planned out, and think I know the way my day is going to go, when all of a sudden, there are 6 quarts of freshly picked grapes staring at me (more like screaming at me, really) thanks to my husband.  Experience has taught me, you don't leave the grapes setting in a big container, outside, for very long.  It doesn't take much for the sweet, ripe grapes to go bad. 

    So, as I have done in the past, I made the concentrated grape juice my aunt made every summer with the Concord grapes she grew.  I think my aunt would approve of my Edleweiss grape juice.  I bottle the juice in old, French lemonade bottles that I always save, and keep the juice in my refrigerator.  It doesn't last very long.