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Going all out on the homebrew front

So, I know I dont really talk much about my passion for brewing my own craft beer.  Since there was always an abundance of ‘real ale’ available to buy in the UK,  I think my first foray into homebrewing with my brew buddy was more a case of trying it for the sake of just wanting to try making it.  I wasn’t even aware of what craft beer was at the time.  For us, real ale was the greatest thing out there, and we were going to make our own.  I remember our first brew like it was yesterday.  It was, looking back on it, hillarious.  After visiting our homebrew store and spending a couple of hundred pounds on a mash tun, a couple of plastic boilers and other beer making related utensils, a big bag of crushed grains, a packet or two of hops and some yeast  we were certain of our ability to produce an award winning English ale.  The guy that ran the homebrew shop did warn us that it will take us all day if we have never brewed all grain before. He even suggested trying a kit beer to begin with, but that was cheating to us.  It was the proper way or no way. So with a guarantee from the shop owner our first brew will fail we set off to my house, and by 10am we were like a pair of over enthusiastic 10 year olds on christmas morning, rigging our improvised gravity fed brewery up in my tiny kitchen.  Using the kitchen bench for the hot liquor tank, a stool for the mash tun.  And the boiler perched securely on the kitchen floor.  How could this fail we thought!!  Anyway, cut a long story short, 13 hours later there we were, tired, ratty, and stood out in the garden at 11pm trying to cool 23litres of wort down to a pitching temperature for the yeast.  Needless to say it was a complete disaster. 

Nowadays though we now operate out of waynes ‘state of the art’ brick built shed, using the same three vessels we originally bought.  Only with a few essential extras, like a wort chiller!!  We now make beer in around 5-6hours from start to finish.  Recently we discovered our love for genuine craft beer and it’s our mission to create delicious craft beer of our own. 

Our last two brews have been a most certain success.  We have brewed a most delicious IPA. Packed full of delicious tropical aromas and fruit flavours from simcoe hops.

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The result is delicious and everyone thats tried it are blown away.  Needless to say our passion and drive has gone through the roof and determined to help educate and teach people about the joy of true craft beer, we have given ourself a 12 month plan to hopefully turn our beer making into a business. 

So you can expect more posts on our homebrewing of craft beer shenanigans from now on,  as that is what is going to take up most of my time. Of course I’ll still be posting the odd review or two of great beers i get to try.  I hope you enjoy.

Dreaming of a crafty career

Its 23:10, and here I am.  Staring into the back of a mass of mechanical machinery.  Watching a carousel of tooling rotate endlessly as my facial muscles subconciously twitch in time with my thoughts.  Thats right,  and pardon the french here, I fucking hate my job! I’m an engineer. And I’m trapped. Trapped by lifes grip on all of us to pay bills and of course pay for our love for crafty beers and other essential neccessities for life.

I dont want to be an engineer.  I want to make delicious, ambitious, mind blowing beer. I want the world to buy my beer and love it. Rave about it. Demand it and celebrate it.  Like I do when I try a new amazing ale.  I want to go home after work stinking of malt and hops, not oil and metal!

I do brew beer with my brew buddy in his (purpose built) garage. But we are mere virgins at brewing. Infact almost everything we have so far made is complete shit to put it politely. But we’re not detered. We’re determined to master brewing.  Then of course is the small matter of the thousands upon thousands I would need to begin brewing professionally. Premises, brewing equipment, botting equipment, kegs, casks. That doesn’t come cheap.  It’s merely a dream. As the craft beer scene in the uk and beyond grows, I’m stood here in a job I loathe, watching the ticket of opportunity blow by.

Im not the first to dream of making beer for a living.  Its a beautiful dream. But at 11:10pm in a factory. Its a painfull dream.  Oh well. Only seven hours and 50 minutes to go.