Bottling

01Nov06

So I’d never bottled before. Unfortunately, Kev was out of town, doing the “Fall Foliage” thing with Leigh, so I was on my own to some extent. To further my distress, Leah didn’t get my message, so I figured she was off taking care of baby things. So I really WAS on my own. Yikes!

Anyway, the first thing I tried to do was lift up the carboy off the floor. Nothin’ doing. It was just too darn heavy for me to handle. Good thing I have a BFG (big fucking guy) roommate who can handle such matters for me. (And I’m seriously going to have to start working out. This is getting embarrassing.)

I’d spent the morning scrubbing bottles (pain in the ASS, by the way, it took forever and I’m STILL not positive I was as vigilant about it as I should have been) so after sanitizing everything, all I had to do was figure out the siphon. Errr.

“Ok, so I pump this little thingy and… Oh shoot, I’m spilling…. Hmm, how many times do I have to pump this little thingy?… Hey, why isn’t anything coming out?… I wonder if I should sanitize this again…”

And just as I was giving up hope, I got it. On to the Beer! On to the Siphoning! On to the Bottling!

After 3 minutes: Hey, this isn’t so bad!
After 20 minutes: Hmm, I’m not even half done yet…
After 45 minutes: KILL ME NOW. I’M MISSING THE WORLD SERIES.

Anyway, long story short everything got done eventually, I made it out to watch the game, and all went well (cards won!). Good thing I’d gotten bottling done that day, as the very next day I was stricken with a cold that probably would have contaminated the beer if I’d even gotten near it.



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