Sure beats twigs and berries! So, anyone have ideas on how to ferment a bunch of brown sugar only slightly soiled by bear drool? Actually, he would probably prefer the Honey Vanilla Porter. Bear, kicking it next to the kegerator with a frothy mug of Bourbon IPA. For all I know he could turn into my new fuzzy beer drinking buddy. After all, maybe it had good taste in choosing a beer shop to break into rather than a dumpster. If the thing didn’t die of laughter, it probably would have offered me a beer. Then, armed with a dim flashlight, a semi-clean pair of whitey-tighteys and some rubber flip flops, I would have charged right at it (and possibly found myself up the creek without a mash paddle). Had I not been working on said kegerator mere hours before, I probably would have woken up and heard the ruckus. That stupid thing probably wandered around the forest for hours with a sugar high until it puked. Lucky for us, it found a 25lb sack of brown sugar and went to town on it, leaving the rest of our precious goodies alone. You see, this is also the shop that houses our kegerator and all our brewing grains. Well, this time it was a little different. A stupid bear broke into our shop last night. Which brings me to my next subject – bears. ![]() Break out your snowboards, winter is right around the corner! Time to start fattening up for the winter hibernation again. I wore a light jacket on my morning ride the other day. The Solstice was back in June, so the days are already getting shorter. Can you believe summer is almost over? No really, think about it.
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