ebstauffer
Well-Known Member
Today I'm going to do what I thought was the unthinkable -- tipping out my first ever batch of beer.
Few weeks ago made EdWort's Haus Pale, a wonderful simple ale that is a serious crowd pleaser. Day was moving along just fine then I broke the cardinal rule of all grain brewing -- never ever open your first beer until the wort is in the fermenter. I was brewing in my semi-heated garage (it was about 40°F) and my neighbor came over right as I doughed in to "help" toting a bottle of Templeton Rye... Big mistake.
Needless to say after more than a few drams my mental efficiency matched my mashing efficiency. I burned my hand transferring from MLT to BK; during boil the silicon return came out of the BK and pumped about a gallon on the floor, I couldnt find hop strainer bags so just thought it would be OK to dump them directly in the BK which, as somewhere in my psyche I knew it would, clogged my plate chiller. I also dropped my chiller and one of the hose fitting bent and a horrible angle. Friggin terrible brew session and all my fault / 100% preventable if I just adhered to the Golden Rule of Brewing.
Ended up with about three gallons (yes, I should have had about 5.5 in the carboy -- I have NO idea where it all went) in the fermenter. Pitched my US-05. After two week I racked to my corny for carbing. Pulled off a little sample: "Hmm, that's a bit odd". After a week of forcing a drew off a small glass last night: tasted somewhere something like bandaids and two day old bong water.
When I sampled as I racked to the corny I knew it was bad but told myself, "it will clean itself up. It'll all be OK". Seriously, wtf.
Having a brief ceremony tonight as I tip it in the slop sink. Never forget that Golden Rule...
Few weeks ago made EdWort's Haus Pale, a wonderful simple ale that is a serious crowd pleaser. Day was moving along just fine then I broke the cardinal rule of all grain brewing -- never ever open your first beer until the wort is in the fermenter. I was brewing in my semi-heated garage (it was about 40°F) and my neighbor came over right as I doughed in to "help" toting a bottle of Templeton Rye... Big mistake.
Needless to say after more than a few drams my mental efficiency matched my mashing efficiency. I burned my hand transferring from MLT to BK; during boil the silicon return came out of the BK and pumped about a gallon on the floor, I couldnt find hop strainer bags so just thought it would be OK to dump them directly in the BK which, as somewhere in my psyche I knew it would, clogged my plate chiller. I also dropped my chiller and one of the hose fitting bent and a horrible angle. Friggin terrible brew session and all my fault / 100% preventable if I just adhered to the Golden Rule of Brewing.
Ended up with about three gallons (yes, I should have had about 5.5 in the carboy -- I have NO idea where it all went) in the fermenter. Pitched my US-05. After two week I racked to my corny for carbing. Pulled off a little sample: "Hmm, that's a bit odd". After a week of forcing a drew off a small glass last night: tasted somewhere something like bandaids and two day old bong water.
When I sampled as I racked to the corny I knew it was bad but told myself, "it will clean itself up. It'll all be OK". Seriously, wtf.
Having a brief ceremony tonight as I tip it in the slop sink. Never forget that Golden Rule...