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The father of my best childhood friend used to make his own beer, not for the flavor, but for saving money. When you've got four kids and a stay at home wife, you cut corners where you can. He always brewed it in a 30 gallon crock with a towel over the top to keep the flies out.
I was sitting at their dining room table playing poker with him and his two boys. All of a sudden, "BANG", quickly followed by a staccato serenade of equally loud bangs coming up from the basement. We went down to find beer and broken glass all over. He apparently got a little too quick when he capped the bottles, and the green beer built up pressure until one blew, followed by a chain reaction of the rest. One big, stinky mess to clean, I'll tell ya.
I was sitting at their dining room table playing poker with him and his two boys. All of a sudden, "BANG", quickly followed by a staccato serenade of equally loud bangs coming up from the basement. We went down to find beer and broken glass all over. He apparently got a little too quick when he capped the bottles, and the green beer built up pressure until one blew, followed by a chain reaction of the rest. One big, stinky mess to clean, I'll tell ya.