There’s not much happening on the Front Porch this weekend. I’m planning my next big brew for the weekend of February 16. Mark your blog calendars. The wife will be out of town. I always plan a brew when she is out of town. It cuts way down on the “How come you brew so much beer” questions. I’m planning a double batch – I’m going to brew these Cajuns a nice Blonde ale so that they can learn there are more palatable balanced brews than Bud Light, and I’ll brew a
Bridgeport IPA clone for my own selfish consumption. I’m also going to try some techniques I’ve been reading about to create a lower carb brew. Stay tuned for more…
While I was hanging around in my brew house this weekend I poured my first
Alaskan Smoked Porter clone from my kegerator. It was a beautiful thing; check it out!
A perfect pour in my favorite glass that my son gave to me
And while I was at it, I decided to rebuild my grandmother’s chandelier that my wife disassembled while we were moving from Maryland. The unit is probably 50 years old and the wiring was brittle and asbestos laden, so we decided to take it apart and clean it up for rebuilding and reassembling when we moved into our new home in Louisiana. My dad helped my grandmother select it way back when he and my mom were young. It's a very special thing to me, so I figured, what the heck…Sunday afternoon…chandelier…homebrew…let’s get after it! My wife had carefully detailed each piece that was disassembled, in reverse order, on a notepad. She also took photos of the disassembly process.
The note pad. Check out the disco ball. I know what it means!
And the digital photos for reassembly. I love that woman!
I still felt like CSI as I tried to discern small washers from medium washers from large washers and that “six-sided tightening thing”. But it appears as though things are taking shape and I should have the unit ready to hang after wiring and finial hanging, in a week or so.
My starting layout. Can you spot the homebrew?
The finished main body, inverted. Can you spot the homebrew?
While I was toiling, my wife was going through some old memorabilia. She found a few choice essays that my daughter composed when she was a wee lass. Here's some good reading for her fans:
Some fine literary talent, with stickers. Can you find the homebrew?
Until next time, cheers!
4 comments:
for those of who who can't read it, Elizabeth's poem is:
On the left:
The Tiger
I see a tiger.
The tiger scares me.
The tiger growls at me.
On the right:
The jack-o-lantern is smiling on Halloween night.
The wiches (sp) grin in the sky.
The goblin scares little kids.
I wonder how you would feel?
She was born with great literary talent...
Indeed she was! I love reading her blogs!! AND we must mention the woman who wears the pants in the FP Brewer household. True engineering skills exhibited in recording the disassembly for the (eventual) reassembly of a very complicated, antique piece of work! Happy Birthday FPB - you know how to pick 'em and how to raise them! Here's to following the beer ---
Wow! Thanks for translating the poem...I couldn't quite make it out. She really was quite deep...
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