paulthenurse
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It got real cold around here this week. It was in the 20's yesterday and dropped into the single digits last night. I was at work and it dawned on me that I had 3 carboys of wine cold stabilizing on the porch, and 5 galons of pils in primary fermentaion out there also. It had been in the low 40's last week and I wasn't paying attention to the tempurature drop. So I'm sweating it out overnight, thinking that the wine should be ok, it's got enough ETOH to keep it from freezing solid and bursting the carboys. The pils... I'm not too sure about the pils, this could be a disaster waitng for me when I get home. So I get off this morning and drive home figuring I'm going to be facing a mess. It dropped to 8 * F last night. Well, I lucked out. There was a bit of slush in the pils, and the wine was fine. I pulled it all into the kitchen, went about my chores and went to bed around 10:30.
Woke up this evening around 5, showered and went downstairs and the house smelled like a brewery. WTF? I opend the door to the porch and there, under the faucets of my keezer is a large puddle/pile of frozen Hog Goblin. I had looked in the keezer when I webnt to bed and had figured that the insulated walls would act as well to keep cold out as to keep cold in. The internal temp of the keezer was 38*F so I figured I was good. But I didn't take into account the faucets passing thru the collar. One of them froze and burst! Crap, crap, crap!!!! About 2 1/2 gallons of Hob Goblin in a frozen mess on the floor.
I had to leave and SWMBO wasn't home yet.
"Uh Honey, I'll clean it up in the morning."
"You'll clean what up in the morning?"
So I explained about the 87 8 X 10 color glossies, with pictures and arrows on the back, explaining what each one was...
And she said, "Kill. Kill! Kill!!!! KILLLLLL!!!!!!!!!!!"
I really hope it's busy here tonight so I don't get out on time, and she has to leave for work before I get home. Not that I don't want to see her, exactly...
PTN
Woke up this evening around 5, showered and went downstairs and the house smelled like a brewery. WTF? I opend the door to the porch and there, under the faucets of my keezer is a large puddle/pile of frozen Hog Goblin. I had looked in the keezer when I webnt to bed and had figured that the insulated walls would act as well to keep cold out as to keep cold in. The internal temp of the keezer was 38*F so I figured I was good. But I didn't take into account the faucets passing thru the collar. One of them froze and burst! Crap, crap, crap!!!! About 2 1/2 gallons of Hob Goblin in a frozen mess on the floor.
I had to leave and SWMBO wasn't home yet.
"Uh Honey, I'll clean it up in the morning."
"You'll clean what up in the morning?"
So I explained about the 87 8 X 10 color glossies, with pictures and arrows on the back, explaining what each one was...
And she said, "Kill. Kill! Kill!!!! KILLLLLL!!!!!!!!!!!"
I really hope it's busy here tonight so I don't get out on time, and she has to leave for work before I get home. Not that I don't want to see her, exactly...
PTN