This weekend it was finally warm enough that Clay could brew. So that is what he did. We now have 5 gallons of Scottish Ale fermenting in the mini fridge. In about three weeks he will transfer it into a keg, which is what I got him for his birthday last year. I'm so glad I was out of the house when he was brewing. That has to be the worse smell ever. I thought it was because I was pregnant the last couple of times, but no, it just reeks.
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