This morning, I opened the garage door to leave for work, and I was overwhelmed with the smell of cascade hops. At first, I thought that my obsession with homebrew was actually resulting in sense-hallucination - as in, I was imagining such a pleasant aroma.
When I turned on the garage light, however, I realized that the keg of IPA that I set to force carb last night must have a leaky gasket. There was IPA all over the floor of my garage .
The funniest part about it (if anything about it is funny) is that my mouth was literally salivating to have a beer this morning at 6:00 am :cross: .
Don't worry, I resisted the impulse. Now, I am sitting here at work dreading the idea of cleaning the sticky beer residue out of my garage this afternoon.
When I turned on the garage light, however, I realized that the keg of IPA that I set to force carb last night must have a leaky gasket. There was IPA all over the floor of my garage .
The funniest part about it (if anything about it is funny) is that my mouth was literally salivating to have a beer this morning at 6:00 am :cross: .
Don't worry, I resisted the impulse. Now, I am sitting here at work dreading the idea of cleaning the sticky beer residue out of my garage this afternoon.