We started the Brochet (burnt mead) on Ed's firepit. We didn't realize what a nightmare that would be. Do not try this at home, or if you do have silicon fire gloves and a back up plan. Or at least use a bigger cast iron pan. The honey is just warming up. Still honey colored.
Here's why you need to have aback up plan and heat retardent gloves so you can lift the pan off the heat.
After too many boilovers we switched to something with more temp control for the mead. It STILL required constant attention. Which luckily Terrapin put his chef skills on the line to be the man of the (several) hour to stir that puppy and keep fiddling with the gas. This was a lot like making roux at long time consuming process. But hopefully worth it. As you can see it is starting to change color.
Brochet getting darker.
For Terrapinchef, this WAS a working lunch.
As you can see the mahogany color of the honey is starting to come out, the colors that we saw were undescribably beautiful. Like fiery sunsets.
The final minutes of the Brochet, deciding at what point we wanted to pull the plug on the color, and halt the boiling was difficult, we wanted to see how deep it would go but we really wanted not to scorch the honey.
The two gallons of Brochet, being aierated. Look how dark it is, and that is after topping off with water and a little bit of one of the other meads. The taste was insane.
Due to the caloric intake of all the alcohol we were making, plus the ribs for dinner. Smitty decides to do a pre dinner workout...or is he genuflecting before the mead gods?