Last weekend I re-rebuilt the engine on my '62 Beetle so I can more easily get it out of my way when brewing in the garage. It's not running yet, but it turns over now, which is a lot more than it could do after the first rebuild.
This weekend I'll be in the garage with an old friend, taking a second stab at rebuilding the engine on my '62 VW Beetle. Maybe it'll work this time 🤞.
Consequently I've had VWs on the brain a lot, so it only made sense to drop the needle (figuratively) on this one.
Follow up... I listened to the Audible play, The True Story of the Coward Brothers, and it was hilarious. Highly recommended. It also gave a lot of context to some of the odd tunes on the soundtrack.
As much as I adore Elvis, the tracks I've been playing more often feature T-Bone Burnett's vocals.
Tom Lehrer's passing last week at 97 reminded me that he released all of his recordings to the public domain a few years ago, so I downloaded his albums and have been revisiting his work.
If you're a fan of biting satire, grab a copy here.
I've always heard of the Genny screamers (but not the "splats") but never experienced it (drank plenty). I can't imagine what would be different about Genny Cream that would cause a distinctive reaction (other than by over-indulgence). Still, I prefer regular Genny to the the cream ale.
Any time I whip up a recipe using what ever I have lying around, I call it "Floor Sweepin's" Ale.
Inspiration: multi-bean soup mixes of dried beans. I am convinced that some janitorial employee at a bean-packaging plant asked what to do with all the various beans that spilled on the floor of...
I call my Ballantine IPA clone "My Funny Ballantine" because it 🎼makes me smiiiiile with my heart.🎵
It's 🎵my favorite work of art.🎶 (actually, it's not... it didn't come out too good. Need to try again)