As some of you know, it’s always been my dream to brew beer.  Ray Ray Boston tried to make my dream come true a couple years back when he got me a Mr. Beer home brewing kit.  I had wild dreams of converting our apartment on East 20th into the headquarters of my microbrewery empire: JHK Malt. 

I mean, how hard could it be?  I had already conquered professional chefdom with no experience.  How hard could beer brewing be? 

It turned out to be very hard.  JHK Malt’s first batch turned out to be beer-tasting flat soda.  It was disgusting.

A few years later, Joey Jerusalem and Jessie Napoli got me a chance at redemption with another Mr. Beer and also books on brewing.  Unfortuantely, I haven’t had a chance to use it because our apartment would be too hot to keep the yeast alive during fermentation.  This, in addition to dodgy sanitation in our apartment with black paint peeling from the ceilings, likely caused the flat, beer tasting soda from New York. 

So you can imagine my excitement when last weekend, J and R invited us over to drink and brew beer.  J is quite a good home brewer and R, one of Mary Milan’s colleagues, indulges her husband in his hobby. 

Anyway, I’ve been dying to post the pictures from the day but I need to figure out a way to get the picture off my phone.  So in the meantime, J sent this little placeholder for the time being: it’s a picture of my pointing at 7 gallons of boiling beer with the magic beer stick in it. 

It is currently fermenting in a jug, shaded from excessive heat in J and R’s second bathroom.  In 2 more weeks, it will turn into an Anderson Valley Style Amber Ale.

Dope.

 

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