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Ten years ago my wife got me a Mr. Beer set for Christmas. I quickly brewed up the six cans of various beers that I got with it and enjoyed the experience. After the last beer was gone, that was the end. This year my neighbor wanted to get me a birthday present so my wife suggested a brewing mix since I had the Mr Beer in a box in the garage and I really had enjoyed it. My neighbor went to a local home brew store and bought me two Brewer's Best boxed sets. My birthday came, I opened my gift from my neighbor, gave the obligitory "thank you's", and had a wonderful dinner which included a few Sam Adam's Winter Lagers I had been saving. I went home with my new brew kits, got my birthday present from my wife (that's a different forum), and had a peaceful sleep.
The next day I pulled out my Mr. Beer, blew the tons of accumulated dust off the top and opened the Brewer's Best kit. I Looked at the Brewer's Best kit then looked at the Mr. Beer, looked back at the kit, looked back at the Mr. Beer. After about five minutes of this I said to my wife (in a horribly defeated tone), "This isn't going to work." Fifteen minutes later we were in the car happily riding to our local home brew store! Thirty minutes and $150.00 later we were riding home with my new home brew kit, bottles, books, newpapers, magazines, and everything else the nice home brew man suggested I buy. (My wife wanted a keg, but the nice home brew man talked her out of it.)
Now I knew from the Mr. Beer days and from reading the instructions for the Brewer's Best that sanitation was the key to a good brew. I even received several stern warnings from the nice home brew man. "DON'T let anything touch the wort after the boil that hasn't been sanitized.", he said.
"Aye Aye sir", I replied in my best pirate voice. (My wife rolled her eyes.) The nice home brew man quickly escorted us out.
When I got home it reminded me of Christmas when I was 7 years old and got a chemistry set. Tubes, pipes, brushes, buckets, a HUGE glass bottle that was real cool, scientific measuring devices, syphon starters and much, much more! Even an orange handle to connect to the really cool huge bottle to help carry it around. What glee!
I read my instructions and the books. I looked at all the neat equipment including my really cool huge bottle with orange handle to carry it around. I knew this first brew was going to be a big deal and I wasn't going to screw it up. No way - No how. So after a week of reviewing what I was going to do, and making sure I had the right sized pot (I did. Well, my wife did. It's her prized chili making pot.), I was ready for the brew. I knew I was going to do two fermentations since I had the big plastic bucket for the primary and the really cool huge bottle with the orange handle to carry it around for the second fermentation. I took the plastic bucket out to the garage with all the different parts of my new kit I knew I was going to use. I filled the bucket with two gallons of water and added two tablespoons of sanitizer. I put my floating thermometer, airlock, hydrometer and spoon into the bucket. I swirled it around a bit with my hand to make sure it got clean. Well I guess I swirled a bit too much because the bottom of the bucket now contained bits of glass and little grey pebbles. Yes, I broke my floating thermometer! I went inside and told my wife (in a horribly defeated tone) that I broke my thermometer. She asked what it was for and I explained it was for monitoring the wort during and after the boil. No worry, she has a candy thermometer that goes up to like 400 degrees! I clean all the glass and pebbles out of the plastic bucket and re-sanitize everything. Needless to say, I didn't swirl it around as hard. It's now time for the boil.
Believe it or not, the boil went perfect. No boil-overs or anything. I even got to watch part of the Red Sox / Yankees game during the event. As the time approached to finish the boil, I realized that all the sanitized equipment except my spoon had been sitting on the counter for an hour. That couldn't be good. So I dutifly took everything back out to the garage, filled the plastic bucket with water and sanitizer and (carefully) swirled the stuff around to clean it again. I brought all the stuff into the bathroom and set it on a paper towel on the counter. I filled the bathtub with water and ice to cool down the wort. It took about 15 minutes to get the wort down to about 100 degrees. But you know what? Candy thermometers don't go below 100. I started to carefully pour the wort into the primary fermenter. Nobody said in any of the books or instructions what a pain in the neck it is to do that. When you get down to the last couple of inches, all the trub (it is trub, right?) wants to go with the wort! Now what do I do.? Seeing that it is Sunday night, the nice home brew man is probably at home sipping on his own home brews watching the Sox and the Yanks so I can't call him. I know, I'll pan it out with a glass. So I quickly get a glass measuring cup and just before I dip it into the wort I remember the nice home brew man saying, "DON'T let anything touch the wort after the boil that hasn't been sanitized."
So I run out to the garage with the measuring cup, pour a little bleach in it and rinse it until it doesn't smell like bleach any more. I go back to my wort and dip it into it to get just wort. Guess what! The trub flowed right into it. Great. Think, think, think. BING! A light bulb goes off! A strainer! I never saw strainer in any instructions, but I'm sure it's okay. So I grab a strainer and run out to the garage to clean it with some bleach. I go to pour the bleach in it. Funny thing about strainers, they have all of these little holes between the wires so what ever you pour into it flows right out. It has now been about an hour since the boil ended and I'm working up a sweat! Well I cleaned the strainer the best I could with the bleach and used it to pour the rest of the wort into the bucket (excuse me, fermenter). It worked great. Until I stood up to finish the pour. You see, I had the spoon resting on the counter with the spoon part hanging off so it would stay clean. Of course I knocked it off onto the floor! I run back out and give it a quick bleach bath.
I add my water to the fermenter and take my OG reading. 1.03. Huh? That's what the FG is supposed to be. Can't worry about that now. I pitch the yeast and give it a stir. I wasn't sure about the stir because I didn't do that with the Mr. Beer, but that's what the instructions with the Brewer's Best said to do. I put on the lid and go to stick the air lock into the lid. It doesn't go in very well and POP! the rubber grommit falls into the wort. I open the top to see if it was floating on the top. Of course not. I start to fish with my spoon to see if it comes up. Of course not. So in my frustration I roll up my sleave and stick my hand and arm into the wort and grab the grommit from the bottom. I know, you heard it too. "DON'T let anything touch the wort after the boil that hasn't been sanitized."
*&!@$!@#, I said.
So I put the lid on, carefully put the airlock onto the lid and grommit and put the whole mess into the hall closet for safe keeping. That was Sunday night. This morning, Wednesday, it stopped bubbling the air lock. I'm thinking I'll open it up tomorrow night (4 days) and take a look and a reading. If it isn't a total mess, I'll move it to the really cool huge bottle with the orange handle to carry it around (sorry, the carboy) for a secondary fermenting. We'll see from there.
Well that's my newby horror story. I learned a lot. I'm sure my next brew will be much better. My wife keeps telling me it will be okay and not to worry.
Easy for her to say. She doesn't drink beer!
The next day I pulled out my Mr. Beer, blew the tons of accumulated dust off the top and opened the Brewer's Best kit. I Looked at the Brewer's Best kit then looked at the Mr. Beer, looked back at the kit, looked back at the Mr. Beer. After about five minutes of this I said to my wife (in a horribly defeated tone), "This isn't going to work." Fifteen minutes later we were in the car happily riding to our local home brew store! Thirty minutes and $150.00 later we were riding home with my new home brew kit, bottles, books, newpapers, magazines, and everything else the nice home brew man suggested I buy. (My wife wanted a keg, but the nice home brew man talked her out of it.)
Now I knew from the Mr. Beer days and from reading the instructions for the Brewer's Best that sanitation was the key to a good brew. I even received several stern warnings from the nice home brew man. "DON'T let anything touch the wort after the boil that hasn't been sanitized.", he said.
"Aye Aye sir", I replied in my best pirate voice. (My wife rolled her eyes.) The nice home brew man quickly escorted us out.
When I got home it reminded me of Christmas when I was 7 years old and got a chemistry set. Tubes, pipes, brushes, buckets, a HUGE glass bottle that was real cool, scientific measuring devices, syphon starters and much, much more! Even an orange handle to connect to the really cool huge bottle to help carry it around. What glee!
I read my instructions and the books. I looked at all the neat equipment including my really cool huge bottle with orange handle to carry it around. I knew this first brew was going to be a big deal and I wasn't going to screw it up. No way - No how. So after a week of reviewing what I was going to do, and making sure I had the right sized pot (I did. Well, my wife did. It's her prized chili making pot.), I was ready for the brew. I knew I was going to do two fermentations since I had the big plastic bucket for the primary and the really cool huge bottle with the orange handle to carry it around for the second fermentation. I took the plastic bucket out to the garage with all the different parts of my new kit I knew I was going to use. I filled the bucket with two gallons of water and added two tablespoons of sanitizer. I put my floating thermometer, airlock, hydrometer and spoon into the bucket. I swirled it around a bit with my hand to make sure it got clean. Well I guess I swirled a bit too much because the bottom of the bucket now contained bits of glass and little grey pebbles. Yes, I broke my floating thermometer! I went inside and told my wife (in a horribly defeated tone) that I broke my thermometer. She asked what it was for and I explained it was for monitoring the wort during and after the boil. No worry, she has a candy thermometer that goes up to like 400 degrees! I clean all the glass and pebbles out of the plastic bucket and re-sanitize everything. Needless to say, I didn't swirl it around as hard. It's now time for the boil.
Believe it or not, the boil went perfect. No boil-overs or anything. I even got to watch part of the Red Sox / Yankees game during the event. As the time approached to finish the boil, I realized that all the sanitized equipment except my spoon had been sitting on the counter for an hour. That couldn't be good. So I dutifly took everything back out to the garage, filled the plastic bucket with water and sanitizer and (carefully) swirled the stuff around to clean it again. I brought all the stuff into the bathroom and set it on a paper towel on the counter. I filled the bathtub with water and ice to cool down the wort. It took about 15 minutes to get the wort down to about 100 degrees. But you know what? Candy thermometers don't go below 100. I started to carefully pour the wort into the primary fermenter. Nobody said in any of the books or instructions what a pain in the neck it is to do that. When you get down to the last couple of inches, all the trub (it is trub, right?) wants to go with the wort! Now what do I do.? Seeing that it is Sunday night, the nice home brew man is probably at home sipping on his own home brews watching the Sox and the Yanks so I can't call him. I know, I'll pan it out with a glass. So I quickly get a glass measuring cup and just before I dip it into the wort I remember the nice home brew man saying, "DON'T let anything touch the wort after the boil that hasn't been sanitized."
So I run out to the garage with the measuring cup, pour a little bleach in it and rinse it until it doesn't smell like bleach any more. I go back to my wort and dip it into it to get just wort. Guess what! The trub flowed right into it. Great. Think, think, think. BING! A light bulb goes off! A strainer! I never saw strainer in any instructions, but I'm sure it's okay. So I grab a strainer and run out to the garage to clean it with some bleach. I go to pour the bleach in it. Funny thing about strainers, they have all of these little holes between the wires so what ever you pour into it flows right out. It has now been about an hour since the boil ended and I'm working up a sweat! Well I cleaned the strainer the best I could with the bleach and used it to pour the rest of the wort into the bucket (excuse me, fermenter). It worked great. Until I stood up to finish the pour. You see, I had the spoon resting on the counter with the spoon part hanging off so it would stay clean. Of course I knocked it off onto the floor! I run back out and give it a quick bleach bath.
I add my water to the fermenter and take my OG reading. 1.03. Huh? That's what the FG is supposed to be. Can't worry about that now. I pitch the yeast and give it a stir. I wasn't sure about the stir because I didn't do that with the Mr. Beer, but that's what the instructions with the Brewer's Best said to do. I put on the lid and go to stick the air lock into the lid. It doesn't go in very well and POP! the rubber grommit falls into the wort. I open the top to see if it was floating on the top. Of course not. I start to fish with my spoon to see if it comes up. Of course not. So in my frustration I roll up my sleave and stick my hand and arm into the wort and grab the grommit from the bottom. I know, you heard it too. "DON'T let anything touch the wort after the boil that hasn't been sanitized."
*&!@$!@#, I said.
So I put the lid on, carefully put the airlock onto the lid and grommit and put the whole mess into the hall closet for safe keeping. That was Sunday night. This morning, Wednesday, it stopped bubbling the air lock. I'm thinking I'll open it up tomorrow night (4 days) and take a look and a reading. If it isn't a total mess, I'll move it to the really cool huge bottle with the orange handle to carry it around (sorry, the carboy) for a secondary fermenting. We'll see from there.
Well that's my newby horror story. I learned a lot. I'm sure my next brew will be much better. My wife keeps telling me it will be okay and not to worry.
Easy for her to say. She doesn't drink beer!