Sunday, December 8, 2013
I fucked up the beer.
I put the last hops in right as the truck pulled out of sight through the kitchen window and then shut off the stove, as directed. Watched the Vikings lose to Baltimore (4 touchdowns in the last 2 min!) and then walked back into the kitchen to find--much to my consternation--that I had not actually turned off the stove, and the wort was still boiling and had been for at least a half hour. Bummer to say the least and I was not happy to say the least. First (and last) time I've ever done that so I don't really know what to expect. Chances are the beer will be fine and drinkable, especially with the amount of dry hopping that's called for, but the finer qualities of the aroma and flavor hops have no doubt been lost, and it's possible that a little sugar was scorched. It's funny how much difference not fucking something like that up can make on any given day... Poop! Poop and triple poop!!!