Welcome to another thirsty Thors-day with the Berserker crew. This post is actually a week late, as we racked batch 00002: Pineapple Insanity into its carboy last week. But in the spirit of the day, we proceeded immediately to Frank's Place to celebrate another step on the road to mead-drenched Valhalla.
Frank's is our friendly neighborhood bar. How friendly? Well that depends on whether Jim the bartender is in a good mood. But the drinks are always strong and the prices are reasonable, so it is an excellent location to take refuge from the sober world. You meet colorful characters at Frank's. I was in there yesterday, and I kid you not, Jim said "the crazy lady who sits in the bushes came in the other day." Michael Vick tried to sell me some drugs one Saturday (I think it was Michael Vick...he was wearing the jersey anyway...). And always be wary if you see the Witch or Laszlo the crazy Hungarian. I should give Laszlo his due, he's got fabulous stage presence in his karaoke act, and he bought me a shot last Monday. It's nice not to be the weirdest guy in the bar. Though the cast is pretty colorful, it's usually pretty chill, so if you're not such a delicate flower that you quit reading our blog, you should be fine to go there.
But I digress...
Project Pineapple Insanity is coming along nicely. Looks like it will be even higher in alcohol content than batch 0001. A tasting confirmed that it was coming along nicely. The racking went very smoothly. Like any project, once you get it figured out the first time, repetition just makes things more efficient. Some sterilizing of equipment, a little mugging for the camera, a quick hydrometer reading and chalk up another victory for the berzerking bastards of brew.
Story by Ben Rooney
Pictures by Eduardo Lima *ahem* I saaaid...eh fukkit
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