Tuesday, August 6, 2019
Brewed in late May and bottled in mid June, this Abbey Ale began with 2-Row, Dark Munich and Cara-Aroma malted barleys, US Fuggle pellet and Northern Brewer leaf hops, and fermented with Mangrove Jack's Belgian Abbey dry yeast. Infusing it all in 12 gallons of Basalt town water in the brewpot, I landed at bottling and kegging time with 5-gallons bottled, and 4-1/2 gallons in two small kegs, of a 6.5% a.b.v. batch.
Monday, June 17, 2019
Two-row malted barley, Cara Aroma malt, US Fuggle and Northern Brewer pellet hops, juniper berries and Mangrove Jack's French Saison yeast made this magical elixir. Maxxing out my ten-gallon brew system with a total 30# of malted barley, brought this ale up to a 7.75% abv, which made for a very satisfying and flavorful ale.
Two-row malted barley, Special Roast malt, Extra Pale liquid-malt extract, US Fuggle and Mt. Rainier pellet hops, and Mangrove Jack's "New World Strong Ale" yeast. If you find yourself before a full 12-oz bottle of this ale, find yourself a friend and a couple of 6-oz glasses, before popping it open and sharing.
The photograph for the label was made somewhat famous as the first time an actual black hole was photographed in a distant area of our local universe, through a very complicated process of layering many light wavelengths together. Science knows no bounds to knowledge, given enough time and dedicated persistence.
Monday, March 11, 2019
This ale was brewed on Feb.2, the only warm-ish day we've had since last November, and we haven't seen another one since. Since I "boil the wort" that initiates a batch of ale outdoors, I require a day when the front porch reaches + 60°F. Last winter, we had one such day per month, and scarcely enough snow to support three weeks of nordic skiing on the local rails-to-trails track. This winter, it's all cold and snow, and so far little brewing, but seven weeks and counting, of groomed skate-ski nirvana. I can't complain.
This Ale is brewed with 24# of 2-row base malt, 4# of Caravienne malt, 3.3# of Goldpils Vienna LME, 12 gallons of Basalt tap water, 2.oz of Sterling hops, 2.oz of Northern Brewer hops, and Mangrove Jack's Belgian Abbey yeast, for a net ABV of 7.5%.
I'm setting aside 24 bottles of this batch for a "Local Currency Game", to be played over three sessions of a "community conversation" about local economies, starting on Tuesday, March 12, from 5:00 - 7:00 pm, mountain standard time, and live streamed here (also available for later viewing). I hope to be very pleased with the results of this conversation, and with new "gift economy", "sharing economy" and local economy activists, with whom we find connection. I'll come back to report on the gifts I received for those I gave.
Cheers to Twenty Years!
Tuesday, December 11, 2018
My wife was not amused by my "FIRED!!" label, so to keep peace in the house, I have prepared a slightly tamer label, less irreverent, but still soliciting a smile, hopefully.
I did raise the pumpkin used in this batch. It was a "jack-o-lantern" variety, which I halved, cleaned, rubbed insides with olive oil and brown sugar, then roasted in the oven until soft. I spooned out the cooked pumpkin flesh, chopped it up roughly, placed it in a fine-mesh pull-string bag, and floated this in the boil for the last 20 minutes. I used no pumpkin pie spices, but rather just let the pumpkin flavor come through the hops. That pumpkin mash I did not waste. Infused as it was with hops from the boil, I concocted a curried soup in which it performed admirably.
For this silly label, which will not grace any bottles (well, maybe one or two), I carved the pumpkin, backlit and photographed it on Halloween. The Pumpkin Ale itself was made with Base malt and Carabohemian malt, an oven-roasted, 10# Jack 'O Lantern pumpkin grown in my garden, US Fuggle pellet hops, and Safale #S-33 dry yeast.
I "borrowed" the image of the hairpiece off the internet, and fired up the title and background, in honor of our current nemesis (nem·e·sis - the inescapable agent of someone's or something's downfall).
Gotta do something to amuse myself in these dreary times.