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By loveeveryminute

Molasses!

We went a Frontier festival in our county today. Beautiful, crisp fall morning. A friend of ours was cooking off sorghum molasses. A horse was walking in circles running the sorghum press. The juice was then pumped into a huge vat and cooked into molasses. The smell was heavenly! He is cooking again next weekend. I told him I'M BRINGING BISCUITS!! :-)

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