Making My First Batch of
Beer
By Paulie
Weese
Daunted by the price of good beer, I
decided to brew my own. At first, I was
overwhelmed with my first batch of beer. At a local winery, there
is a supply shop with everything I would want to make beer or
wine. It was
an astonishing inventory of plastic and glass jugs, bottle
caps, brushes, grains, gadgets, books, and wine
samples. (I
like wine sampling!) Judy, the owner, helped
me put a kit together. This included a five
gallon container for fermenting my beer, a brush, hydrometer,
bottle capper, airlock, and a few more odds and ends to make
the process easy. For a cost under $100, I
was on my way to making cases of great beer
everyday.
Once I got my treasure chest, my wife, K,
was wondering how much of a mess I was going to
make. There
were several moments where we pondered where we were going to
keep the equipment, how much room it was going to take up, and
how much clean up was going to have to happen every time I made
another batch. I didn’t know, but held
on to the confidence that whatever I did, the
beer was
going to be better than the store, and cheaper
too.
Let the Brewing Begin
I got my favorite brewing book, The
Joy of Home Brewing, out and started with Step
1: “Boil the
water”. I did
that, then added the malt and cracked grains from my local
supply store. “Boil 15 to 30
minutes” read
the second step. Then a big discussion
started in the book about boiling time. Not knowing if the
boiling was for sterilizing, infusing, or something else beer
related, I
settled for boiling 20 minutes, and not worrying if I was
over-doing it. As long as it wasn’t
burnt, I was near the right path.
Hops are curious to me. I have been in
horticulture and herbs for years and had not heard of flowers
being used in anything except salads. To find that they are
used in beer, well, I scratched my head and opened the
package. They
came in a two ounce package, air tight with all the air sucked
out of the bag. Once opened, the bag
expanded and left all the oval shaped hop flowers smushed flat
together. I broke them apart and added them to my
wort. After
mixing with a big spoon, I watched patiently for my wort to
boil to finish.
After twenty minutes I turned the fire on
my stock pot off. I prepared the cold
water for my fermenter (3 gallons) and added this to the
container. Now was the hard
part. I took
a moment to figure out how to strain the wort and have all the
liquid go into the fermenter. Deciding to set the
fermenter on the ground and use my wife’s large strainer, I
grabbed the handles of my stock pot and set to pour out the hot
liquid. Things went well until
the floor started getting very wet. As I poured, I lost a
ton of future beer to my linoleum. I was dismayed and
worked harder to keep the pour going into the fermenter, the
solid ingredients going into the strainer. After several tense
minutes, my pour was complete and my wife was elated that she
would soon have a very clean floor.
When I purchased my beer kit, it came
with an adhesive thermometer that sticks on the plastic
fermenter, just like the ones used for fish
tanks. On
mine, there are four ranges: lager, ale, and too cold and
too hot. After adding the
wort, I was obviously too hot, especially to add the
yeast. So, I cleaned the
kitchen, and numerous other jobs and the wort was still
too hot. After a time, the
only way I could keep my patience in check was to go to
sleep for the night. When I awoke, the
wort was within temperature range and I added the
yeast.
Bubbles for a Week
Nothing happened. The yeast sat on the top
of the pretty brown liquid and did nothing. I was beside
myself. After
what seemed to be a long time, the yeast began to fall to the
bottom of the fermenter. The lid of the fermenter
came with a hole in it to accommodate an air
lock. An
air lock lets air out, not in. This I found out
was essential to keeping the soon-to-be-beer, free of
other yeasts, bacteria, and other
contaminates.
This part was a lot of fun for me and K
because the beer bubbled for a week! We watched the air lock
give off air constantly at first, and slowing as the week
progressed. The week began to wear
on with bubbles, a fermenter that was too big for our kitchen,
and building skepticism that this beer might not be
good. From my
cooking experience, I knew that if it wasn’t drinkable, it
would be great as a marinade.
Ten Days After Plus
Seven
After ten days, the airlock was not
bubbling any more. This meant that the beer
was ready for bottling! Breaking out my how-to
beer bible, I prepped my equipment. Realizing that this
moment would come, K and I drank enough beer to have a couple
of cases of beer bottles saved up. In fact, we were short
because we threw away a few. Luckily we had friends
drink beer with us to make up the shortfall.
Bottles, hose, and caps sanitized and
ready for flowing beer, I set my fermenter higher than my beer
bottles and began the siphon. Now I remember what
happened with the mess of my first boiling, and what I found
was that this was a very similar memory. After my first few
bottles, I was scrambling to make sure my beer levels were
right, the beer stayed in the bottle and not on the floor, and
that K was reassured that I’d clean up the
mess.
The bottles got capped. I stored them in the
garage, which was cool and would keep the beers out of the
way. The mess
was cleaned up, and the next stage of anticipation
began. One of
the fears that had me checking my beer was if I had carbonated
my beer too much. (To carbonate, adding a cup of boiled corn
sugar to the beer provides enough fizz for each
bottle.) Nothing happened, and I
considered this a good sign.
K and I broke open our beers after letting them set a
week. Luckily,
they didn’t explode, or run over, or make any
fuss. After
tasting, we tasted again. Before too long, I was
glad that the two cases of beer were as good as what I
could get in the store, and handmade! Soon, I was making beer
for my tastes, and then K’s.
Published October, 2009
Paulie Weese, www.thebarleyreview.com
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