
All the cider made by the New England elders did not tend to gloom, and they were celebrated for their fine cider. The best cider in Massachusetts–that which brought the highest price–was known as the Arminian cider, because the minister who furnished it to the market was suspected of having Arminian tendencies.
– from The Sabbath in Puritan New England by Alice Morse Earle
A very telling compliment to the cider of one of the first New England ministers is thus recorded: “Mr. Whiting had a score of appill-trees from which he made delicious cyder. And it hath been said yt an Indyan once coming to hys house and Mistress Whiting giving him a drink of ye cyder, he did sett down ye pot and smaking his lips say yt Adam and Eve were rightlie damned for eating ye appills in ye garden of Eden, they should have made them into cyder.”
– also from The Sabbath in Puritan New England by Alice Morse Earle
one honest soul did not hesitate to thank the Lord in the pulpit for the “many barrels of cider vouchsafed to us this year.”
– also from The Sabbath in Puritan New England by Alice Morse Earle