Take your apples and your crate of well-washed wine bottles to the place...
A few may tumble to the ground. Never mind.
The important thing is the pulp the Gobbler spits out,
for that is what goes in the press, is layered and stacked, and is then weighted down.
Great strength (or just great determination) squeezes every last drop of juice from the pulp.
Cloudy amber streams forth, to be collected in waiting buckets...
...or in waiting cups. First press. Sweet nectar. Liquid gold.
Don't worry - there's enough to go round.
You may bring apples enough to fill jugs and barrels.