On Brewing Beer

Most of you know that one of the multiple hobbies I have is brewing beer at home. I have to admit that I haven’t done a batch in a very long time. The last batch I did was when we were living with my parents, and my dad and I made a porter. It was one of my best memories, and something I’ll have forever. In reality, it was a borderline disaster. I decided to try making my own lauter tun out of a couple of water coolers and some PVC pipe (stay with me, I’m not meaning to lose you with jargon), but halfway through the process we sprung a leak and ended up losing a little bit of the beer. It was messy, there was beer on the ground, and I burned my hand, but we kept going. A couple weeks later we had the beer bottled, and a couple more weeks later we were enjoying a nice frosty glass of our creation. It didn’t turn out bad, and dad seemed to love it. It wasn’t the best batch I’ve ever made, but it was certainly the most special. I think for that reason alone it tasted so good. I’ve actually still got a few bottles left that I can’t bring myself to drink, and doubt I ever will.

Now that we’ve moved into our new house, I’ve got all of my equipment sitting in the garage, and I’m starting to think again about doing another batch. Maybe I’ll make a tribute ale or something. I’ve since gotten more equipment, and a lot more room to make it, but I just lack the drive to get everything going.