I was all set to brew up a pale ale today. Had the grain crushed and everything. Then I realized the yeast that I had in my fridge was T-58. No idea where or when I get it. And now the LHBS is closed. 'Til Monday. And I'm going to be gone all of next weekend.
Just...Poop!
Well...Poop!
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Well...Poop!
Things men have made with wakened hands, and put soft life into
Are awake through years with transferred touch and go on glowing
For long years.
And for this reason some old things are lovely
Warm still with the life of forgotten men who made them.
― D.H. Lawrence
Are awake through years with transferred touch and go on glowing
For long years.
And for this reason some old things are lovely
Warm still with the life of forgotten men who made them.
― D.H. Lawrence
Re: Well...Poop!
Nothing wrong with a Belgian Pale Ale...
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Re: Well...Poop!
My grain bill won't fit into a Belgian style (crushed and mixed already) and I want to stick to the recipe I have made. Then make tweaks to it over time to improve it.
Edit to add:
Okay! You talked me into it.
Due to circumstances beyond my control my day (today) has opened up. And I just have to brew something. Also I remembered that I was wrong when I said that my grain bill had been mixed. The ingredients are in separate bags in one large bag. So I tweaked the recipe until I got it as close as I could to fit into the Belgian pale ale style.
We'll see how this one comes out.
Edit to add:
Okay! You talked me into it.
Due to circumstances beyond my control my day (today) has opened up. And I just have to brew something. Also I remembered that I was wrong when I said that my grain bill had been mixed. The ingredients are in separate bags in one large bag. So I tweaked the recipe until I got it as close as I could to fit into the Belgian pale ale style.
We'll see how this one comes out.
Things men have made with wakened hands, and put soft life into
Are awake through years with transferred touch and go on glowing
For long years.
And for this reason some old things are lovely
Warm still with the life of forgotten men who made them.
― D.H. Lawrence
Are awake through years with transferred touch and go on glowing
For long years.
And for this reason some old things are lovely
Warm still with the life of forgotten men who made them.
― D.H. Lawrence
Re: Well...Poop!
I would have just used the T58, and just got more grain when I went to the LHBS to get the yeast ... and brewed again ...
Re: Well...Poop!
Tabasco wrote:I would have just used the T58, and just got more grain when I went to the LHBS to get the yeast ... and brewed again ...
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im Leben Geduld ist eine Tugend
in Brau-es ist eine Anforderung
in life patience is a virtue
in brewing it is a requirement
You are stronger than you think you are!!!!
~~Andy Wesley 1973 -- 2013
in Brau-es ist eine Anforderung
in life patience is a virtue
in brewing it is a requirement
You are stronger than you think you are!!!!
~~Andy Wesley 1973 -- 2013
Re: Well...Poop!
Amen!!!
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Re: Well...Poop!
Let me see if I can talk about this without it putting me over the edge again...
The reason my day opened up was because LOML got sick and we had to cancel the other plans we had. But at the same time it was up to me to be the chief cook and bottle washer and all of that. But I figured that there's a lot of open time while your mashing and boiling so it shouldn't be too bad.
So I got everything up from the basement, went and got water (RO water that I get for free from the fire hall), filled the brew kettle (I do full volume BIAB mashes), put the bag in making sure none of it was laying on the bottom of the kettle and started to heat to my strike temp. As the water started heating I got the scale out to measure out my grains and that's when I discovered that, not only were my grains still in separate bags but they hadn't been crushed yet.
I don't know. It seems like the harder I work at trying to get all my shyt in to one sock the bigger the hole in the toe gets. I could have sworn that when I bought these grains at the LHBS I had all of it crushed (I had bought it a while ago and am getting concerned about how old it's getting even though I keep it in the freezer). But they're not and all I can do now is try to crush (grind) it myself. I had done some before a month or so ago in my "mini" food processor for a PM I made. It took a while and I wasn't real impressed with the job but it did the trick. The only thing was that was around a pound. This time I was going to have to do four and a half pounds. And the processor wasn't doing the job worth a shyt.
So after several minutes of trying this and trying that. Doing this and doing that. Fuming more and more the more I tried I finally gave up, put everything away (some of it gently even), sat down and ordered a hand crank grain crusher from AHS. I may have to wait a couple more weeks again before I have another opportunity to brew but at least I'm finally going to get to do it properly (at least that's what I tell myself every time I make a beer making equipment purchase).
But my "fun" day didn't end there...
Now, with all the free time I had and with LOML sleeping on the couch, I decided to sit back and watch the Viking game.
The reason my day opened up was because LOML got sick and we had to cancel the other plans we had. But at the same time it was up to me to be the chief cook and bottle washer and all of that. But I figured that there's a lot of open time while your mashing and boiling so it shouldn't be too bad.
So I got everything up from the basement, went and got water (RO water that I get for free from the fire hall), filled the brew kettle (I do full volume BIAB mashes), put the bag in making sure none of it was laying on the bottom of the kettle and started to heat to my strike temp. As the water started heating I got the scale out to measure out my grains and that's when I discovered that, not only were my grains still in separate bags but they hadn't been crushed yet.
I don't know. It seems like the harder I work at trying to get all my shyt in to one sock the bigger the hole in the toe gets. I could have sworn that when I bought these grains at the LHBS I had all of it crushed (I had bought it a while ago and am getting concerned about how old it's getting even though I keep it in the freezer). But they're not and all I can do now is try to crush (grind) it myself. I had done some before a month or so ago in my "mini" food processor for a PM I made. It took a while and I wasn't real impressed with the job but it did the trick. The only thing was that was around a pound. This time I was going to have to do four and a half pounds. And the processor wasn't doing the job worth a shyt.
So after several minutes of trying this and trying that. Doing this and doing that. Fuming more and more the more I tried I finally gave up, put everything away (some of it gently even), sat down and ordered a hand crank grain crusher from AHS. I may have to wait a couple more weeks again before I have another opportunity to brew but at least I'm finally going to get to do it properly (at least that's what I tell myself every time I make a beer making equipment purchase).
But my "fun" day didn't end there...
Now, with all the free time I had and with LOML sleeping on the couch, I decided to sit back and watch the Viking game.
Things men have made with wakened hands, and put soft life into
Are awake through years with transferred touch and go on glowing
For long years.
And for this reason some old things are lovely
Warm still with the life of forgotten men who made them.
― D.H. Lawrence
Are awake through years with transferred touch and go on glowing
For long years.
And for this reason some old things are lovely
Warm still with the life of forgotten men who made them.
― D.H. Lawrence