November 14, 2005
A short story; bear with me. Picture a freshman dorm in Colorado. Two friends have to run out to the homebrew supplier so its up to me to watch ten gallons of boiling, stinking pumpkin beer mash. For those of you who arent brewers, thats roughly what it would smell like if Halloween died in a hot, sealed room and stayed there for a week. Rachel, a feared RA who loved nothing more than to bust students doing outlawed things like brewing beer, wanders in holding her nose.
Whad are you doing?
Seembs like a lod
Whad is dat?
...Gazpacho. Ukranian pumpkin stew. Its a family specialty. Want to try some?
Your loss. Sorry about the smell.
I like to think that some day in the future she grabbed a waiter at a fine restaurant and declared, Ive seen gazpacho, and THATS NOT GAZPACHO. Or something to that effect. The beer was worth the wait.
Tum actually reminds me that I still haven't written the Bottling Your Beer post in my Brewing Your First Beer series. I really want to finish that series and move on to intermediate brewing.
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