
That's Linda. No, on the left--that's ME, you weirdo. Linda's the Crisis Corps Volunteer who commissioned the first cane press to be made. The second one belongs to the ZP, and everyone I talk to about it says "Oh, man, that's a good idea." Wish it was my idea. Oh well. I did invent peanut butter, after all.
This little beauty will be used, probably by a group of women from the village, to make fresh sugar cane juice to be sold on the street--with a percentage of the profits also going to the Kuunika Foundsation Orphanage. I think I'll require them to draw up a business plan, and eventually pay the cost of the press back with their profits, so another one can be bought with the money, making this deal a sort of franchise.
Thanks to Brett (two T's) from Chicago, Norma from Twin Falls, Ryan and Amie from Lynden (Washington), and The General Fund (we were about $14 short so we dipped into the reserve).
If you were wondering, sugar cane juice has a surprisingly light, refreshing taste that's vaguely floral and not too sweet. It's best when spiked with lemon, lime, or ginger.