Thought you would all get a kick out of this story. Might take awhile but read cause its pretty funny.
I am a pilot and i am always away. Currently and for the last 3 month i havent technically lived anywhere. Since this new hobby has consumed me for the past 5 months i needed a place to brew my beer and leave it while i am away. I had been holding on to some indgredients for about a month. I knew i had to use them or they would go to waste. Where better than at mom and dads right. (yes i am over 18 and no my mom doesnt walk me to the plane). This is where the story gets good. I have only seen my dad drink two times in my entire life. Literally. My mom i have yet to ever see a drop of alcohol ever touch her lips. They are both very religious however my dad is not opposed to alcohol just chooses not to drink for health as well as beliefs. On the other hand my mom thinks alcohol is the devil and if drank you will be an alcoholic and go straight to hell.
I had some time off and decided, damn it im going to brew my beer at moms. I did catch a little resistance initially but it was short lived. I started to brew and she became interested and as time went on she asked some questions. I put the beer in the primary and had to leave to go back to work thinking i was going to be back at home in a week. After this week went by and me not getting back to put it in the secondary i began to worry. I reluctantly asked my mom to help me, only to find that she was chomping at the bit to get involved. Over the phone i instructed her what to do (which is not an easy task). And with each time i called home she asked more questions.
Today i finally got back to the parents house to rack my beer. While driving i talked to my mom on the phone and she asked if i was going to bottle the beer when i got to her house. I replied, yes. she was very excited and couldnt wait for me to get there so she could see the end (or close to the end) result and help bottle. From bible thumper to home brewer in one brew session. To this i name my IPA. MAGGIE ANN'S IPA.
I am a pilot and i am always away. Currently and for the last 3 month i havent technically lived anywhere. Since this new hobby has consumed me for the past 5 months i needed a place to brew my beer and leave it while i am away. I had been holding on to some indgredients for about a month. I knew i had to use them or they would go to waste. Where better than at mom and dads right. (yes i am over 18 and no my mom doesnt walk me to the plane). This is where the story gets good. I have only seen my dad drink two times in my entire life. Literally. My mom i have yet to ever see a drop of alcohol ever touch her lips. They are both very religious however my dad is not opposed to alcohol just chooses not to drink for health as well as beliefs. On the other hand my mom thinks alcohol is the devil and if drank you will be an alcoholic and go straight to hell.
I had some time off and decided, damn it im going to brew my beer at moms. I did catch a little resistance initially but it was short lived. I started to brew and she became interested and as time went on she asked some questions. I put the beer in the primary and had to leave to go back to work thinking i was going to be back at home in a week. After this week went by and me not getting back to put it in the secondary i began to worry. I reluctantly asked my mom to help me, only to find that she was chomping at the bit to get involved. Over the phone i instructed her what to do (which is not an easy task). And with each time i called home she asked more questions.
Today i finally got back to the parents house to rack my beer. While driving i talked to my mom on the phone and she asked if i was going to bottle the beer when i got to her house. I replied, yes. she was very excited and couldnt wait for me to get there so she could see the end (or close to the end) result and help bottle. From bible thumper to home brewer in one brew session. To this i name my IPA. MAGGIE ANN'S IPA.
