This morning, I opened the garage door to leave for work, and I was overwhelmed with the smell of cascade hops. At first, I thought that my obsession with homebrew was actually resulting in sense-hallucination - as in, I was imagining such a pleasant aroma.
When I turned on the garage light, however, I realized that the keg of IPA that I set to force carb last night must have a leaky gasket. There was IPA all over the floor of my garage
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The funniest part about it (if anything about it is funny) is that my mouth was literally salivating to have a beer this morning at 6:00 am :cross: .
Don't worry, I resisted the impulse. Now, I am sitting here at work dreading the idea of cleaning the sticky beer residue out of my garage this afternoon.
When I turned on the garage light, however, I realized that the keg of IPA that I set to force carb last night must have a leaky gasket. There was IPA all over the floor of my garage
The funniest part about it (if anything about it is funny) is that my mouth was literally salivating to have a beer this morning at 6:00 am :cross: .
Don't worry, I resisted the impulse. Now, I am sitting here at work dreading the idea of cleaning the sticky beer residue out of my garage this afternoon.