Almost 16 years of marriage should have taught me something. Today my husband decided to come with me when I went to the LHBS to get the co2 exchanged; I usually go to our local gas shop but they're closed on weekends, and I needed it today. After getting the new tank, and selecting some new bottlecaps, off to find the husband ogling brew kettles. We've talked about getting a new one for a while, since with the new NG setup the old 12g aluminum pot boils over a LOT. I found exactly the one I wanted, and had been looking at online (pictured below), for a very reasonable $279 as it included the valve and thermometer, and is welded not weldless. We go to check out after spilling a bit of drool on the floor, but me saying it can wait until later in the year. Gal at the counter asks if that will be all, and I very jokingly reply, "Yes, unless my husband says I can buy that kettle!" Laughs had by all. Then HE says: "Go ahead." I about dropped my teeth. After asking several times if he was sure, the purchase was made. Was so excited I left my debit card in the reader and have to go back this week to get it (already called and they have it safely put away). Come to find out on the drive home, with me twisting around every five minutes to stare at my new SS wonderful toy, that I got the kettle because he bought a new set of golf irons. THAT's the part I should have known. But I don't care. This thing is incredible, cannot wait to use it next weekend. Never fails, I always seem to get something new for the brewery at the end of the weekend!!
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