Home brewing has exploded in San Diego. A trip to Home Brew Mart is enough to tell you that there are lots of brewers out there, and some of them are quite serious. In spite of that, there remains a great deal of mystery about brewing, especially at home. I am surprised that the most common question I get is: “How do you bottle your beer?”. Continue reading Bottling Beer
At food lunatic central, we’ve been home brewing for the past 4 months. In that time I’ve come to truly appreciate the importance of yeast. Yeast is a living organism, without which beer would not be possible. That’s probably why it is so expensive. The yeast for a 5 gallon batch of beer can cost upwards of $30; as much as the other ingredients combined. To address this, I’ve built the tools necessary to propagate yeast. I also want to try to build up a bank of master samples I can reduce how much I have to buy in the future (possibly to zero?).
Between house-work, work-work, sleep, other minor hobbies, and various other concerns I manage to fish somewhere between 2-3 times per month to 2-3 times per week. I’ll fish anywhere, anytime, anything I get the chance to. On a recent tough day of fishing, I began reflecting on the destructive nature of the hobby. Continue reading A Fisherman’s Call to Arms
I had pickled beets for lunch today and they were one of the most delicious things I’ve ever eaten. I don’t know how I managed to make it so long in life without knowing how great beets are.
A quick search on the internet reveals multiple pickling recipes, but all have some commonality: Boil, steam, or roast beets until tender. Boil a mixture of 1 c sugar, 1 c water, 1 c vinegar, and 1 tsp of salt, along with whatever spices you like (scale up depending on how many beets you’re pickling). Jar and wait.
The actual details vary a bit. Some recommend white vinegar, others cider. Some people can, whilst other just put it in the fridge and eat it quickly. Soak times vary from 1 hour to 1 week. Continue reading Easy Pickled Beets
In 1999 I hiked San Elijo Lagoon with my physics TA. When we arrived back at the cars, one of his friends produced a bulbous brown glass jug and asked, “Who wants some delicious beer.” That was a shocking and revelatory moment for me. Before that day I had never seen beer stored in a such a large vessel, and I had never heard anyone describe beer as “delicious”. More importantly, I had never tasted real beer. My life was forever changed. Continue reading Stone Brewing Media Blitz