You know the worst part about brewing in sub-40 degree temperatures? Having to stick your hand in cold buckets of water/sanitizer/cleanser. Whenever possible I try to trick Joel into doing this for me. The conversation usually goes something like this:
Me: “Hey Joel, I accidentally dropped a new My Little Pony doll into that bucket of cleanser.”
Joel: “Really?” [Dunks entire arm into bucket] “I can’t find it.”
Me: “Oh, that sucks. Hey listen, while you’ve got your hand in that freezing bucket, would you mind trying to find those keg parts I left in there?”
BAM. Problem solved. Last night went well. We ended at a decent time (10:15), brewed our Belgian Dubbel without a hitch (.001 off on our target gravity), kegged about 25 gallons of beer (whoa) and mopped the garage (actually, not as fun as it sounds).
This picture, compliments of Jeanine, I include only because it makes Alex and me look like ghosts. Creepy brewing ghosts. Thanks to everyone who came last night. I’m continually amazed at how many people come even when the weather is atrocious. Then I remember. Free beer.