Is it that time of the week again? The time when we ramble about construction and dirt and chemical burns, all under the pretense that all this nonsense is leading toward us being able to make beer for your mouth?* It sure is!
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.
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.
If this won't meet code I don't know what will.
Admittedly, that's not the earth-shattering news we were hoping to deliver this week,** but it's sure as heck bringin' us closer to that goal! Our yeast is stocked, our equipment is prepped and tested and ready to rock (and we got us some fancy new chemical burns to prove it) - we are ready. We're sure as heck gonna make some dang ol' beer before you know it!***
And this is where you'll get that beer from.
While we're waiting for the final go-ahead from the city, we got us a Sensory Training Kit from the Siebel Institute to sharpen up the ol' palates! We want to make the best damn beer that we possibly can,**** and being able to detect and eliminate any unwanted flavors or aromas in our products is a pretty important part of Brewing Quality Beer (depending on how strictly you define that, you could argue that it's the only part of brewing quality beer).
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!
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!
Bud Lights... for science!
* It will happen. At some point. I promise.
** 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
** 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
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