Stuck at work. Man I wish I was brewing. I wish I was breathing in the sweet aroma of boiling wort. Taking in that pungent…but oh so amazing…odor of Cascade hops. I want to be measuring things…stirring things…even CLEANING THINGS!

Need to get out of this place. I feel trapped. Ever since we started brewing, it is all I ever want to do. I love, love, LOVE, brewing beer! Everything about it is pure bliss. It’s a beautiful combination of scientific experimentation and culinary intuition. It is poetry in a glass. Continue reading →