It started just after I get a fresh fill on the propane tank. I put it beside the sliding door to go out to the deck, grabbed a few things and "uh oh, I know that smell"... Either the guy overfilled it, or they don't fill by weight, but either way the over pressure outlet was puffing gas. straight outside and it continued to do that for an hour.
Fast forward, I made an unholy mess of the kitchen when I decided to decoction mash at the last minute before mashing in just as my wife is taking everything out to feed our daughter. At least there were no tears. Otherwise OK though, hit the temps I wanted anyway.
So I have this kettle on a burner at floor level because I have a nice new pump, I don't need gravity. I look at it a minute or two later, and the thing is a fire ball. I run out to adjust the gas, and on inspection on, the valve and line is frozen solid and it's leaking liquid propane. It looks like some liquid is getting out the hose into the flame. flame off, line off. It's hard as a rock.
So I switch to the new burner. Expecting it to freeze up a little, I go get a towel and some hot water. Huge difference, the flame is nice and hot. The towel freezes to the valve. I go get a large bin and put the tank inside. I slowly start pouring warm water over the tank, and the over pressure valve just freaking lets go. Billows of gas are streaming out. I ran as fast as I've ever ran before, expecting the sound of a massive ball of fire and the smell of burning hair.
It stops, I run over put the flame out, and look for new underwear.
So now I'm not about it chance it. I pump the wort into several kettles on my stove and proceed to steam up the house. Apparently the microwave doesn't like that much steam, because it starts running the fan on its own.
then I get the great idea to use the submersible pump in the sink, and run the outlet into the other sink.
It dawns on me that I need another piece of tubing for the pump, so I have to cut one in half
Now I can't position things properly, so I have this crazy setup with stools, clamps, rope, suspending parts so I can recirculate the wort down to 50-ish F (brewing a lager)
My outlet hose isn't long enough, and the other one is frozen solid, so I decide to rotate 6 gallon brew buckets which I have lots of, even though I ferment in glass.
Well, you can only do this so long before you forget to swap out a bucket, and hear that heart sinking waterfall sound as water cascades across the wood floor.
my usually nice whirlpool worked for shiznit so I sucked up about 1/3 of the hop garbage, no biggie to me though.
It's in the carboy sitting at 54 on its way down to 51. I boiled off only half a gallon more than I wanted, which is ok, but annoying. So much for that 5 minute addition being 5. At least I remembered the whirlfloc.
Now it's after 8:30, I've got the worst kitchen nightmare you've every seen since a bad episode of Hoarders, I haven't eaten all day, and I definitely haven't had a drink.
This was supposed to be the most efficient brew to-date, but it's like WW-III in there.
I hate winter.
Fast forward, I made an unholy mess of the kitchen when I decided to decoction mash at the last minute before mashing in just as my wife is taking everything out to feed our daughter. At least there were no tears. Otherwise OK though, hit the temps I wanted anyway.
So I have this kettle on a burner at floor level because I have a nice new pump, I don't need gravity. I look at it a minute or two later, and the thing is a fire ball. I run out to adjust the gas, and on inspection on, the valve and line is frozen solid and it's leaking liquid propane. It looks like some liquid is getting out the hose into the flame. flame off, line off. It's hard as a rock.
So I switch to the new burner. Expecting it to freeze up a little, I go get a towel and some hot water. Huge difference, the flame is nice and hot. The towel freezes to the valve. I go get a large bin and put the tank inside. I slowly start pouring warm water over the tank, and the over pressure valve just freaking lets go. Billows of gas are streaming out. I ran as fast as I've ever ran before, expecting the sound of a massive ball of fire and the smell of burning hair.
It stops, I run over put the flame out, and look for new underwear.
So now I'm not about it chance it. I pump the wort into several kettles on my stove and proceed to steam up the house. Apparently the microwave doesn't like that much steam, because it starts running the fan on its own.
then I get the great idea to use the submersible pump in the sink, and run the outlet into the other sink.
It dawns on me that I need another piece of tubing for the pump, so I have to cut one in half
Now I can't position things properly, so I have this crazy setup with stools, clamps, rope, suspending parts so I can recirculate the wort down to 50-ish F (brewing a lager)
My outlet hose isn't long enough, and the other one is frozen solid, so I decide to rotate 6 gallon brew buckets which I have lots of, even though I ferment in glass.
Well, you can only do this so long before you forget to swap out a bucket, and hear that heart sinking waterfall sound as water cascades across the wood floor.
my usually nice whirlpool worked for shiznit so I sucked up about 1/3 of the hop garbage, no biggie to me though.
It's in the carboy sitting at 54 on its way down to 51. I boiled off only half a gallon more than I wanted, which is ok, but annoying. So much for that 5 minute addition being 5. At least I remembered the whirlfloc.
Now it's after 8:30, I've got the worst kitchen nightmare you've every seen since a bad episode of Hoarders, I haven't eaten all day, and I definitely haven't had a drink.
This was supposed to be the most efficient brew to-date, but it's like WW-III in there.
I hate winter.
