After Ellie and I brewed her beer it was around 10pm. She was tired. Frankly, so was I. But, I wanted it over with to I decided to stay up and bottle the trippel. I dry hopped it for about 2 days do get the smelly yeast smell off. Also, this whole time it has been in Ellie's closet.
Anyhow, skip to the punch line and I rack this thing into a bottling bucket. I boil up an ounce of corn sugar and put it into the bucket as it is swirling around. Then I get about 6 bottles out of it. I cap them and put them in with the fermenter.
I has now been a week and I opened one for fun just to see what to expect later. First off it was over carbonated. So I quickly grab to rest of them and put them in the fridge to stop the yeast from doing anything else. Second, it tasted bad. It was beer. But it was bad. It was cloudy. It lacked body. It was almost undrinkable. And it made my stomach turn for a couple of hours (I only had half a bottle). I'm going to let it sit in the fridge for a couple more weeks and try another one. But I think I'm going to have to pour the rest out or get creative and use it for cooking or give it away to a homeless man or something.
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