So I didn't brew on National Home brew Day but the following weekend I did. I even had some help from my oldest daughter Rose. Early (0550) I started getting things ready for brew day, and had a little trouble with the new grain mill. I would show you the video I was trying to take while doing it but you really can't see anything. That's because as I was flailing around trying not to spill ALL the grains on the ground when the torque of the drill flipped the grain mill. Needless to say I wasn't successful. My malt went everywhere. So like any home brewer who doesn't really have the money to just run out and buy more malt on the spot, I swept up what I could and used it anyway. Thus Muddy Water Porter was born. Anyone who drinks this one when its done, be warned, you may actually be drinking mud.
My good buddy and assistant brewer Nate Kehn warned me it was bad juju to name a beer before the brewing process began, a rule we set when we really started to get into brewing. The last time you remember I named a beer before the brewing process, I brought about a week and a half long cold spell, with freezing rain and ice, that was my Wet Willy's from the post, My Apologies to the Alaska my apologies to the beer. Didn't follow the warning so this time the brewing gods made sure my beer was muddy from the dirt of the garage and by the weather again. See below
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