- Joined
- May 8, 2022
- Messages
- 42
- Reaction score
- 70
- Points
- 18
... the big moment, the one I had been waiting for for more than a year. A brew day that would be mistake-free. Oh, how I had longed for this! With every other brew session, there had always been something. Low OG. High OG. The need to add DME to the wort. Never quite being able to dial in the process on my all-in-one. Never a smooth ride. Ever a problem.
So there I was yesterday about to pour the wort into my just-sanitized conical. Everything had gone well. Numbers (mostly) hit. Self-esteem soaring. Anticipation of a post-cleanup pint in high gear. And as the sweet nectar fell into the fermentor, I felt an odd sensation. I couldn't recall my sandals requesting a shower. And, yet, that's exactly what it felt like. If you're wondering, "Did this idiot forget to close the main valve after draining the sanitized water from the FV?'' you are wondering correctly.
I lost about a gallon of wort on the floor. I wasn't aware that I had taken Cursing as a Second Language, but apparently I had. After closing the @#$%&!* valve, dumping the rest of the wort into the fermentor and adding the yeast, I spent two hours of mopping and washing to get rid of the sticky stuff.
Then I spent the rest of the day in self-recrimination.
It's always something.
So there I was yesterday about to pour the wort into my just-sanitized conical. Everything had gone well. Numbers (mostly) hit. Self-esteem soaring. Anticipation of a post-cleanup pint in high gear. And as the sweet nectar fell into the fermentor, I felt an odd sensation. I couldn't recall my sandals requesting a shower. And, yet, that's exactly what it felt like. If you're wondering, "Did this idiot forget to close the main valve after draining the sanitized water from the FV?'' you are wondering correctly.
I lost about a gallon of wort on the floor. I wasn't aware that I had taken Cursing as a Second Language, but apparently I had. After closing the @#$%&!* valve, dumping the rest of the wort into the fermentor and adding the yeast, I spent two hours of mopping and washing to get rid of the sticky stuff.
Then I spent the rest of the day in self-recrimination.
It's always something.