So I've been on a brewing hiatus for a while because of work, wedding planning, etc. and finally got a chance to brew on Saturday. Did the official Pliny recipe, which I've made a couple times and loved it.
While brewing, a neighbor comes down the alley and says "Homebrewer? Me too!" and goes on to tell me about working at one of our local breweries and how he grows Hallertau in his yard, and lots of other homebrew chitchat.
Then yesterday was SWMBO's bridal shower. I stopped by at the tail end to introduce myself and say thank you to her guests. Little did I know that her mom had asked the guests to bring a bottle or two of some good beer for us. So I show up and there are four apple crates full of bombers of things like Omegang, Trois Pistoles, bourbon barrel stouts, Fin du Monde, and on and on.
Then the neighbor says "we make wine. We tried brewing but didn't get into it. Want our beer-specific stuff?" and the presented a gently used bottle tree. Coolest brewing weekend ever.
Who is this Rorschach guy? And why did he paint so many pictures of my parents fighting?