Back in the Middle Ages, in the last century during the pre-modern homebrew era (1970, for those of you who are old enough), I had just been married a year and we were moving out of state. My uncle suggested I try brewing my own beer, and gave me some old items of equipment that had belonged to my maternal grandfather. I got a hydrometer, plus a similar item that just measured proof directly, a few old clamps and a bench capper. I got a vague idea of what I'd need from somewhere, but real homebrewing supplies, let alone books or anyone who did it & could show you the ropes were nonexistent. Still, I was determined to try.
I gathered a big bilious green plastic wastebasket to ferment in, a large enameled steel canner, and a couple of cases of PBR returnable bottles for the beer. For supplies, it was a scavenger hunt! I could find nothing but a product called "Blue Ribbon Malt Syrup" in the grocery store, plus sugar of course, a box with a brick of compressed leaf hops in it at the drugstore, and that left yeast. Well, I was reasonably sure that I shouldn't just use baking yeast, so I asked at a bakery. He brought out a big brick of what they used, and it was labeled "Anheuser-Busch." Well, they made beer, so this must be the right stuff. He actually gave me half of that brick, I think it must have been over a pound. Bottle caps were finally run to ground at a local hardware store- with cork liners, no less.
So I went home and mixed that can of malt syrup with a few pounds of sugar, brought it to a boil in a big enamel canner, threw in hops (don't have any clue how long I boiled). Well.....I not only don't remember how long I boiled, I don't remember how I cooled it, or how much yeast I put in, I had no thermometer, and of notions like specific gravity I had only the vaguest glimmer from science classes. I brought the "wort" up to some volume with cold water (maybe that's how I cooled it....), then poured it into the wastebasket. All the stuff I used was clean, but I had no inkling of the importance of sanitiation. I dissolved a chunk of that yeast in water, and in it went. I floated the hydrometer in the wort, covered the wastebasket with a wet cloth (I'd re-moisten the cloth every day, to what end I have no idea). In a day or two, it would be bubbling like mad, and eventually it would stop and the hydrometer would be a lot closer to 1.000. At some arbitrary point, I bottled it using surgical tubing and a completely non-sanitary mouth siphon. I primed the bottles using a teeny plastic spoon I got somewhere, using a fairly constant amount of table sugar. I then bottled.
In a few weeks, there would be a "malt-like beverage." It had a strong taste, and plenty of "kick." Unfortunately, if unsurprisingly, I was the only person who would (or perhaps could) drink it, and I gave it up within the year.
Then everything sat around, and I gave away the capper and lost the hydrometer and proof tester, as 36 years elapsed.
Then, in 2007, my eldest son announced he had watched some friends homebrew, and was getting into the pastime, and did I think I'd be interested? I started looking around at what was available, and it was a whole new world. I read Palmer's How to Brew online, and ordered an equipment kit and some extract kits from Midwest. The rest, as they say, is brewing history. Last Monday I did my first all-grain batch, so the disease is spreading.....but the best news is, everyone now enjoys my beer.