It's that time of year when we make our strange "strong ale". The one where we do everything wrong.
We go very easy on the hops.
We ferment it hot.
And we chuck in a random handful of spice*.
Why? Oh, why the hell not.
It goes off like a rocket. I'm racking it today - it smells of alcohol and burns your tummy, don'tcha know.
"Genuine Stunning" 6.5% Usually on sale from November.
*This year it's mainly Grains of Paradise and a tiny bit of Coriander (the small seeded variety, but only a tiny bit).
Bounding home
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I get up at eight. Want to be in plenty of time for the bus, which is at
9:30 AM.
Not quite the same breakfast this morning. There’s the egg, bacon, brea...
22 hours ago
2 comments:
Sounds like the kind of thing to drink in the depths of a northern winter.
I'd say so - and if it doesn't sell this year it it can go in the vans radiator.
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