Selfie in the augur mirror
Two years ago today I had what I thought was a completely disastrous interview. So bad that I sat in my car and cried when it was done.
Here I am today, taking sunrise brewhouse shots, waiting for the day to unfold: people I like to work make it a fun way to spend the work day, home to the yellow house and the man I love more than I thought possible, off to a community fish fry and then to yoga.
Yes, it’s a very good life.
I was distracted by a conversation and so missed the moment when I should have turned off the sour coming into the mash mixer for preheating. Even with the clamps off, there was very little leaking.
I am glad I’m in a spot where there is no lack of vitamin D falling on me while I work.
My first time doing a cask. We’ll sort of. We didn’t get the cask until late in the game so carbonation was in a keg first. There’s a next time for everything, right?
What else was I going to title a photo of my trouble-free Hibiscus Sour transfer today?
Playing mad scientist as I blend orange zest and sour cherries with our barrel aged dark lager
Have I mentioned how much I <3 this stuff? It cleans, smells nice, and makes interesting shapes.
Jasmine and Keith, pondering the ins and outs of the new filter.