mmmm.... beer?

It’s All Points West weekend, which could have possibly been a big deal if I cared to give a damn. It’s been raining and the last reports are of 2 feet of water in front of the stage. I’m really glad I’m not there. The Beastie Boys are not performing since one was diagnosed with salivary gland cancer, prompting me do the math and come to the conclusion that I saw them perform live fifteen freaking years ago (Yes. Old).

So what is a jaded resident of Jersey City to do?

Well, make homemade beer of course!

Yesterday we schlepped to Brooklyn Flea – possible the coolest flea market ever – and purchased a real home brewing kit from the nice people at Brooklyn Brew Shop, not that plastic crap you get at Bed Bath and Beyond. Today, after searching high and low for a funnel (which, it turns out, is a difficult item to procure –who knew?) we set out to make our first batch of Grapefruit Ale.

There was a lot of simmering, temperature taking and boiling involved, but it was much better than standing in a mud puddle in the rain.

Yes. Making beer at home is better than getting covered in mud.

Now we wait 10 days for the thing to ferment before we can bottle it. In the mean time. I’m told yelling at it to ferment faster seems to have little effect. But we'll see about that.