Oh...OK.
Guess I'm still a little peeved I couldn't get a siphon going no matter what I tried.
Hope the autosiphon at the LBHS will be OK, that's what I'll get.
The system that works for me the best is use the spigot from the primary to a better bottle for secondary then siphon into a bottling tote after a week or two. I get very little trub doing this and it lets me harvest the yeast sooner or I would not even secondary.
I would say about brewing that there are definite things you should not do that will pretty much ruin a beer. But then I would also say there are many good ways to make a great beer and none are better for the most part.
Brewing should be fun and part of making it fun is finding ways to make the hard bits easier. My bottling set up would not work for many people but because I got a bum back it works great for me. It takes me longer but I can get it done with out having to kill myself.
Oh...OK.
Guess I'm still a little peeved I couldn't get a siphon going no matter what I tried.
Hope the autosiphon at the LBHS will be OK, that's what I'll get.
Kids are gone. All growed up. And I do like going to functions on weekends. But I've been doing this all my adult life. It is stable and pays the bills. What do you do? Oh and we call "swings" what I do. I work three second and two third shifts a week. A swing shift.
Not really. Commercially made cheddar has coloring in it. The aging doesn't impart that much color.Exactly what it was. I cheated.
This sounds bizarrely delicious. I think I will have to try this next time I've got some chorizo.Once in a while I have a chorizo and nutella sandwich so... I think I´ll like that, I mean I like peanut butter and LOVE bacon why not to have them both in a sandwich then?
Wait, I can put a coach on my front porch????Troll was my first thought. Where's Revvy, the HBT's historian. He'd point out the epic Drunken Ramble.. many have tried, few succeed.
Something about a couch and front porch.
How about bacon cut into the shape of ribs?Had to figure that was coming eventually. I must admit, I very rarely eat bacon. I like it and all, but I find good ribs to be MUCH better than bacon.
It would be very interesting to know what this tastes like.That's great! Although I live in dairy land (lovely smell) I don't have access to raw milk. I was just reading yesterday that sheep's milk is high in protein and vitamins and produces two and a half times more cheese than cow's or goat's milk. It also takes less rennet, less salt, the curds can be cut larger and less pressure is used.
Sounds like you are in a win-win situation!
While I was living in my last apartment I threw away, or donated, half of my possessions. I'm not a hoarder or anything, but I did have things I had no expectation of ever needing again. I found it liberating. Like everything I got rid of was weight off my shoulders.Selling junk is a lot of work. Lots of digging around, wrestling with car parts, trying to find tractor parts... We have 25+ old broken down cars and trucks and massive amounts of other things. 2 campers. Some neat looking metal lockers, like old shop lockers with the top shelf and place to hang stuff. Used to be painted red and you can see into them, you know not solid metal, like grid pattern whatever you call it. Going to put one in my shed because I just like the rustic way it looks. Just so much stuff it's overwhelming, 3 generations of hoarders attributed to the collection. Need to call American Pickers, they would be impressed, rusty stuff as far as the eye can see. Huge barn packed full then 1-2 acres behind it with stuff everywhere. Coolers alone, at least 30, in various shapes and sizes. Old, good quality ones. Might be able to put those in the classified section here.
One word... overwhelming... glad hubby agreed to start selling some stuff. We got a bunch of pictures today but my nephew has the memory card thing with all the pics on it. He's going to start putting some stuff on craigslist.
Long day....
Calling yourself a swings around here would mean something rather different.Kids are gone. All growed up. And I do like going to functions on weekends. But I've been doing this all my adult life. It is stable and pays the bills. What do you do? Oh and we call "swings" what I do. I work three second and two third shifts a week. A swing shift.
I decant from primary into my bottling bucket all the time. I mean this literally. I pick up the fermentor and pour brew into the bottling bucket until I start getting trub. It does stir things up, but a couple days in the bottling bucket usually takes care of that./\/\ bad advice /\/\ Don't really just pour it, but I have done it when siphon pissed me off and worked out fine.
Leadgolem,
Thank you for that wonderful music. Many years ago I spent a few weeks in Christchurch New Zealand, on the way to "The Ice". Antarctica. While in Christchurch I went to an Irish pub. It was called "The Loft". Live band played Irish music, everybody danced, mostly just jumped up and down swinging arms and kicking up the knees. Man, it was fun. That's only been 20 or so years ago. The place probably isn't around anymore but the music lives.
Video Link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ljmpKk4F30s
Leadgolem,
Thank you for that wonderful music. Many years ago I spent a few weeks in Christchurch New Zealand, on the way to "The Ice". Antarctica. While in Christchurch I went to an Irish pub. It was called "The Loft". Live band played Irish music, everybody danced, mostly just jumped up and down swinging arms and kicking up the knees. Man, it was fun. That's only been 20 or so years ago. The place probably isn't around anymore but the music lives.
Eery quiet around here...
While I was living in my last apartment I threw away, or donated, half of my possessions. I'm not a hoarder or anything, but I did have things I had no expectation of ever needing again. I found it liberating. Like everything I got rid of was weight off my shoulders.
I decant from primary into my bottling bucket all the time. I mean this literally. I pick up the fermentor and pour brew into the bottling bucket until I start getting trub. It does stir things up, but a couple days in the bottling bucket usually takes care of that.
So I wonder if it is a function of time with the air making the beer go bad
Since I can't find that one I remember, will just play the magical tune song by one of many. This one is from Johnny Cash
I had two Sierra Nevada Ruthless Rye's this morning after work. I loved em going down. I was sayin to myself "nuthin ruthless about them!"
That was this morning. Now I understand.
Janis Joplin Me and Bobby McGee