You know things are getting exciting when the Martin Luther King Jr. cactus starts blooming (since it didn't deign to show its face around Christmas I'm renaming it after the pertinent holiday). It's the first time this particular plant has produced flowers, so you'll excuse my enthusiasm. School is gradually getting more intense, the weather took a turn for the damp and blustery, and we've had some exciting new additions to the house.
Pictured above is Carl's carboy when it was in full fermentation mode, happily bubbling away in the pantry. All that yeasty foam slowly settled to the bottom over a period of fourteen days. Today was the fateful day of transferring all that lovely fermented liquid from one big bottle into several little ones. Carl has been on his own so far in this process, but this time I got to assist and abet in the operation. In my left hand I've got a contraption known as the Emily Capper (with a name like that, I had to get involved). In my right I'm holding a successfully filled and capped bottle of homebrew. Bubba was, as usual, unimpressed with the whole dog and pony show.
My job was to a) hold the siphon that transferred the beer from the glass carboy to a plastic 5 gallon bucket for further distribution and then b) take the filled bottles from Carl and use my spiffy red capper to seal them up. The whole operation took about an hour, not including all the sterilizing and cleaning. Bubba and I celebrated by lounging on the new sofa, the third momentous occasion of the weekend. With this new addition we were able to rearrange our awkward living room into something a little less stilted, and move the futon to the upstairs loft for a more complete feel. It's amazing how such little adjustments can make everything click into place. With homebrew and sofa our feng shui is complete.
You know things are getting exciting when the Martin Luther King Jr. cactus starts blooming (since it didn't deign to show its face around Christmas I'm renaming it after the pertinent holiday). It's the first time this particular plant has produced flowers, so you'll excuse my enthusiasm. School is gradually getting more intense, the weather took a turn for the damp and blustery, and we've had some exciting new additions to the house. 
Pictured above is Carl's carboy when it was in full fermentation mode, happily bubbling away in the pantry. All that yeasty foam slowly settled to the bottom over a period of fourteen days. Today was the fateful day of transferring all that lovely fermented liquid from one big bottle into several little ones. Carl has been on his own so far in this process, but this time I got to assist and abet in the operation. In my left hand I've got a contraption known as the Emily Capper (with a name like that, I had to get involved). In my right I'm holding a successfully filled and capped bottle of homebrew. Bubba was, as usual, unimpressed with the whole dog and pony show.
My job was to a) hold the siphon that transferred the beer from the glass carboy to a plastic 5 gallon bucket for further distribution and then b) take the filled bottles from Carl and use my spiffy red capper to seal them up. The whole operation took about an hour, not including all the sterilizing and cleaning. Bubba and I celebrated by lounging on the new sofa, the third momentous occasion of the weekend. With this new addition we were able to rearrange our awkward living room into something a little less stilted, and move the futon to the upstairs loft for a more complete feel. It's amazing how such little adjustments can make everything click into place. With homebrew and sofa our feng shui is complete.
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