Last Christmas, I put a whole bag of dried sour cherries in a Tupperware container, covered them with dark rum, sealed the top, and slid the container into the deep, dark recesses of my refrigerator. I then forgot about them until the next time I cleaned out my fridge, which happens (maybe) quarterly.
By then they were lovely, exquisite, spectacular, and a hundred other words I could steal from a thesaurus. We ate them with ice cream, in rice pudding, or just plain.
Today I bought rum and a bag of dried cherries. Knowing how yummy the end product is, I don't know if I can wait several months. And I'm not sure I have to - they might be just as good in a week.
Experiment is ON!