For the first time in 12 years, we didn’t go canoeing on Labor Day weekend. Fifteen hours of straight rain took care of that. But before it washed away our plans, we poured some beers. Our friend Pat is extremely talented when it comes to making beers. I’m sure there’s a proper term for his skill: brewmaster, beer crafter, hops hand, etc. You get it… He usually shows up on Friday with at least one keg of his brew. This year we knew he was coming with more, but we didn’t expect this contraption.
Was it good? No question. It almost made up for the lack of canoeing.