It’s pissing down, and the Snook is brewing. Outside. It’s a wonder he (or that big steel pot) hasn’t been struck by lightning yet. I told him last night that the weather man was predicting a storm, but he said he reckoned it would blow over quickly. By the time it started he was too far gone in the process to stop. It’s pretty funny. 🙂
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One response to “The Sheer Stubbornness of the Home Brewer”
He’s dedicated, that’s a good thing. I came home from work one day to a beercano exploding a few feet from my main computer. Strangely, that was the best batch ever. Go figure.