Archive for January, 2012

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You Grow Your Own Food? Winter garden progress

The bed. Spinach, beets, pak choi, and kohlrabi


Getting the start of some globes on the kohlrabi

You Brew Your Own Beer? – Bottle Day

Sassafras Spruce Porter bottled on left (the much happier Corona bottle), and the Hop Wine moved to secondary on the right.

Winning!

Just waiting to win some money, that’s what I really need.

You Make Your Own Wine? Hop Wine

The ingredients: 2.5# sugar, 3 oz homegrown magnum hops, 1 tsp lemon juice, .5 oz ginger, 8 oz raisins


Boil some of the sugar, all of the hops and ginger for 60 minutes. I added 1 pouch of outdated bread yeast as yeast nutriet...darn cannibals get hungry.


The boil smelled awesome!


The must. Raisins and lemon juice went in. It was left to cool, then 1 gm Montrachet yeast was pitched. I topped up with boiled and cooled water to get to 1 gallon.

You Make Your Own Wine and Mead? Dandelion Day

Today I bottled up my Dandelion Mead and Dandelion Wine that I made in August. Hopefully that will get rid of these darn fruitbflies! It is ridiculous how crazy they are for the stuff, they would slip through the holes on the top of my airlock and dive into the vodka and die a drunken death after swimming and swimming to get to the wine or mead. I had to change the airlocks every few weeks because they were filled with bodies of fruit flies. Nobody made it into the fine liquor though. I’ve got small samples in of each in the fridge to try later. Last time I tried them, they were still pretty hot with fusel alcohols, I expect some improvement but I bet they need a lot more time, like maybe next August or the following summer.

From flowers to wine and mead


Dandelion Mead on the left and Dandelion Wine on the right


Dandelion Mead on the left and Dandelion Wine on the right

Giddyup

Got two chickens saddled up-those roosters are relentless, leaving the girls featherless in patches. These saddles should protect them.

Saddleup! I was hoping for camo or black leather...


They take a little bit to get used to.


One of the cowboys


The rough boys


Hey, where's my saddle? I want one too!