Category: beer
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Centennial Blonde Ale
Brewing the last batch with the new brewing equipment went much more smoothly than the first time. If nothing else, I spilled a lot less beer, thanks to an afternoon I spent the weekend before with a guy named Charley. I watched him connect a hose from the mash tun to the pump, then connect Read.
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brew day!
Guess what I brewed a batch of today? Still trying to figure out what I’m doing. The gadgets work fine, it’s the process I’m still trying to get hold of in my brain. I got nearly everything right today, except for one small mishap with the hose connections. What a mess that was. The one Read.
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washed up
If you asked me, Is there at least one thing about brewing beer that you dislike, kimo sabe? I would not hesitate a moment to answer: Washing the bottles, no question. A necessary task but a giant pain in the ass. There has got to be a robot out there to do this for me. Read.
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limping along
I am officially too tired to type, so this would of course be the perfect time to blog because why would I want this to make sense? See if you can follow me all the way to the last full stop. My exhaustion stems from waking up sometime shortly after three o’clock this morning. There Read.
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American wheat
Just pulled the switch on my first-ever all-grain brew, an American wheat beer for the hot, hot days of July that are almost here already! Wait, half the summer is gone? What the hell? Whatever. I got the recipe from an on-line forum and from all reports it’s eminently drinkable. Well, duh. It’s beer. But Read.
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the reason we’re here
There is an unresolved argument in academic circles about whether the invention of beer was the primary reason that people in Mesopotamia, considered the birthplace of Western civilization about 10,000 years ago, first became agriculturalists. By about 3200 BC, around the time the Sumerians invented the written word, beer had already held a significant role Read.
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just one more
Just one more reason in my very long list of reasons not to move to Mississippi any time soon. Screen shot taken from The New Yorker’s interactive map of craft breweries across the US. Read.
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mounted panel
All it’s waiting for is thirty amps of scalding electric current! I got the control panel all but finished this weekend. All the important wiring is done – I ran out of 14 gauge wire before I got a couple of the lights hooked up, but it’ll work without them – and I even managed Read.
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wiry
I’ve spent the afternoon wiring the control panel that I will someday plug my electric beer-brewing kettles into, if and when I ever complete it. The wiring’s not complicated – if it were, I would have given up before I started and gone back to extract brewing, boiling beer in my garage the way I’ve Read.
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this makes beer
This machine makes beer. I was up way past my bed time working on it last night. I was so absolutely bushed after finishing up that, when I finally came upstairs, I took each of the cats aside and explained to them that anybody who woke me up before five o’clock in the morning was Read.
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