Mead is life. The end.
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Just kidding. Mead is actually the antithesis of modern life. Mead cares not if you're thirsty. Mead cares not if you need your booze fix. Mead cares not if you went on an all-night bender and need to wash the taste of cigars and hookers out of your mouth. Mead will be ready when mead will be ready, and not a minute longer. This ain't no Bud Light, folks! Now, that flies in the face of our modus operandi, does it not? Humans were too busy to stay in line for a cheeseburger on their way to work, and we invented drive-thru. We were too embarassed to go to our nearest adult bookstore in fear of being recognized as the deranged perverts we are, and we invented the internet. You see where this is going? At the ebb of our civilization, we have gotten ourselves into a damn hurry to accomplish even the most meaningless of tasks.
Cheeseburger-eating, porn-addicted beer drinkers |
Mead drinkers |
With that said, despite the relative unpredictability of meadmaking at the homebrewing level, it is OK to set goals. After all, what's the point of brewing this stuff if you don't get to consume it as much and as soon as possible? We're trying to remedy it by brewing batches in set intervals, to sort of 'cheat' our way into having mead available all the time. We expect our first batch to be drinkable around April, so we'll see. Mead cares not if it's Easter and you have friends over for dinner, but that's OK. If the mead is not ready, we'll just serve beer.
-Eduardo "don't-serve-me-that-swill" Lima
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