Thought I'd share a brewing related mishap.
If anyone has a funny story related to brewing please share so that I don't feel like such a plonker.
OK, So I bought some used kegs from Adventures in Homebrewing.
My dad brought them with him from Michigan when he came to visit. Saved me from shipping.
I was explaining to him how they worked. Grabbed a quick disconnect and preceded to attach it to the post.
Well, Adventures in Homebrewing guarantees their used kegs will hold pressure.
Turns out they don't lie.
When I attached the "beer" side quick disconnect liquid started shooting across the house. I panicked and jerked the fitting off the post as quickly as I could.
I looked to see what happened, and my step mother was wiping this unknown fluid off her face, and clothes.
Mind you she was sitting in the living room, and my dad and I were in the kitchen 20 feet away.
Turns out the mystery fluid was soda syrup, and boy did I have a lot of cleaning. It was everywhere!
A week later my wife was cleaning, and cursing me, still finding little shiny droplets on the walls, the closet doors, the floor, all the way into the hallway
another ten feet further than assumed.
If anyone has a funny story related to brewing please share so that I don't feel like such a plonker.
OK, So I bought some used kegs from Adventures in Homebrewing.
My dad brought them with him from Michigan when he came to visit. Saved me from shipping.
I was explaining to him how they worked. Grabbed a quick disconnect and preceded to attach it to the post.
Well, Adventures in Homebrewing guarantees their used kegs will hold pressure.
Turns out they don't lie.
When I attached the "beer" side quick disconnect liquid started shooting across the house. I panicked and jerked the fitting off the post as quickly as I could.
I looked to see what happened, and my step mother was wiping this unknown fluid off her face, and clothes.
Mind you she was sitting in the living room, and my dad and I were in the kitchen 20 feet away.
Turns out the mystery fluid was soda syrup, and boy did I have a lot of cleaning. It was everywhere!
A week later my wife was cleaning, and cursing me, still finding little shiny droplets on the walls, the closet doors, the floor, all the way into the hallway
another ten feet further than assumed.