Rainy day brew #12 & 35
A co-worker is planning to celebrate the end of his
Triathalon season the way god
1 intended:
with pork and beer. I'm bringing some of the beer,
so I brewed 10 gallons of my favorite
Oatmeal Stout
today. This, and perhaps a keg of cider should go very
nicely with pig.
This was also the first time I used a stir plate to grow
the yeast. I had considered building a stir plate for
several months, since they're quite expensive new, eBay
deals are rare (you get killed on shipping), and there
are several well-documented homebuilt stir plate designs
out there. Mine got as far as picking up a DC fan and
some magnets at a surplus store. Then I headed to Northern
Brewer to pick up some stir bars, and happened to walk
by the stir plates. It finally occurred to me that a
homebuilt stir plate would involve a few more trips to
pick up parts, a fair amount of tinkering time, and that
after all that, it still might not work. So I broke down
and bought one. I'll save such tinkering for when the
kids are grown(tm).
For the inagural run, I grew some Essex ale yeast
from a couple colonies on an agar plate to a pitchable
quantity (well, hopefully pitchable -- I pitched it, after
all...). For (my) future reference, the timeline was:
- Monday night: Boil up a quart of starter wort in a
1L flask, pour about 150 mL into a smaller flask. Add
stir bars, cap with foil, sterilize (15 psi for 15 minutes),
and leave out to cool overnight.
- Tuesday morning: Inoculate smaller flask and start
it spinning.
- Wednesday evening: pour contents of smaller flask
into larger flask (using magnet to hold stir bar in place),
and stir large flask.
- Thursday morning: visible activity in flask, stirring
is releasing bubbles. Would probably foam over if not for
the squirt of Foam Control (like Mylicon for beer :-).
- Thursday evening: no more visible activity, take it off
plate and put it in fridge to settle.
The brew went quite well, but I got hit by a few
precursors to the proper praire thunderstorm that
rolled through town later that afternoon, hence the
name of the brew and title of this post. I would
have just ridden it out, except that the toddler
alternately wanted to go outside with papa and go
inside to keep from getting her hair wet....
1 Which god is unclear though. Presumably
not Allah or Jehovah, both of whom appear to have
accepted improper gifts from pro-pig lobbyists. Must
be one of those non Ancient Near East gods.
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