James P's Blog – May 2009 Archive (1)

Now I lay my grain in the tun,

I pray the day will turn out fun:

When at the end of this brew day,

Give me a ferment with no delay.



Now I add my water to the grain,

I ask the day is not in vain;

Guard the temperature at sixty-five,

Convert the sugars for yeast to thrive.



Now my grain is mashed to wort,

I hope the sparge will not get caught;

I tell you now if it does get stuck,

I’ll be screaming aloud “ah fire… Continue