“I like it.”
Or the dreaded, “Interesting.”
You’ve got to hate it when your friends taste your beer and, when you ask them what they think they say something cryptic like, “That’s not something I’ve tried before.”...
Brewing day is here and typically my life’s in chaos. My sister-in-law is visiting. My wife is working. In addition to entertaining her sister, I’m juggling my kids and trying to get my boil going during the (fingers crossed) two hour morning nap my two-year old usually takes. It’s a short window but it’s all I’ve got.
On the docket for today is the creation of a witbier seasoned with coriander and kumquats, rather than the traditional (not to mention proven) bitter orange peel.
Up early, get the kids fed, get the little one back down for a nap and get cracking. Got my ingredients, got my equipment sanitized, and I’m off.
The boil went almost perfectly smoothly. I’ve never had a boil-over, yet I came awfully close this time. Could that have been due to the flaked oats? I was helping my daughter with her latest craft idea (or otherwise being the perfect Dad that I am) when I realized that a column of foam had formed above the rim of my 5-gallon (19-L) bucket. Leaping into action, I turned off the stove and was able to stave off a kitchen disaster. This time....
I’m not sure exactly what I was thinking, but somehow I had this idea in my head that I’d take all my risk up front in getting Heretic off the ground and once it was past a certain point, there would be a lot less risk. Ah, poor, simple fool.