Whatever happened to that old ale that I brewed way back when? Whatever happened to me, for that matter? It’s been months since I posted and months since I brewed beer. But, I haven’t been completely idle. In fact, my collaborative old ale spent its summer vacation aging on oak, and is still doing so as I type.
As for me, I took the summer off from brewing at home. A little break to recharge the brewing brain cells.
Last you heard from me, the old ale that my neighbor Charlie and I brewed was done and in the fermenter. Since then, it’s been tasted, transferred to secondary, tasted again, oaked and tasted again. And still it’s aging over at Charlie’s pad in his climate-controlled cellar (read: his air conditioned bedroom).
But let’s go back to May, shall we? Following our lovely evening brew, fermentation kicked off with vigor. We let it ride for a good while because, well, it’s not called ‘old ale’ for nothing. This is a beer we were planning to take our time with, meaning months. We left it in primary for three weeks and then tasted it and took a gravity reading, which was down to 1.018 from 1.080. That meant our alcohol-by-volume was above 8%. That is, right about where we were hoping it would end up....