And things are indeed movin' along - the location that formerly housed our dirt hole/pile is now a fancy new loading dock! It may not sound like much, but we're pretty psyched to be able to use the front door to the building again.
Anyway, the kit comes with a bunch of vials, each containing a different off-flavor, that you crack open and pour into some light beer which you then use to emotionally scar yourself. And oh man, we did we ever take a few for the team: the smell of isovaleric acid (AKA'ed as cheesy old hops) is still haunting our nostrils. Education!
** The news we were hoping to deliver was more along the lines of "come drink this beer we made! ... In several weeks once it's ready."
*** Or at least that's what we keep telling ourselves.
**** Because you deserve the best