Yesterday I transferred the strawberry mead to a glass fermenter. I got two glass fermenter from a plant/homebrew store in Hisperia. It was a little weird. Anyhow, I transferred it over to the glass and what I noticed was the auto siphon didn't work too well towards the end. The consistency of what remained was sludgy and thick. So I left it in. This appeared to give me like three gallons (maybe less) of mead. It tastes pretty good. I had a sample of it the night before with Kevin and Jim. It has serious potential. Just needs to age.
One alloying thing about the glass is that it is slippery when wet. This means I can't shove a stopper into the thing without it popping out. I said screw it and put a silicon hood on the thing and called it good. I need to be very careful with the glass. You can google up some pics of homebrewers sending themselves to the ER with these glass carboys. I guess the thing is that when you know the carboy is going down, just let it go. If you try to grab it, you will get cut. Just let it go. We can make more mead/beer.
The other thing I did was bottle EKA I from the keg. I filled 5 bombers. I then cleaned that keg and filled it with EKA II. I force carbed it and put it in the chest fridge. Jim sampled it yesterday and said it tasted a little sweet. When I drew the sample from the fermenter it was very clear. I drinking it now. There is a bitterness that is mild but clingy. It clings to the sides of my tongue. It does taste a little sweet. It much darker than any EKA. It does have more body. It has a nice white head. There is good lacing on the glass. The esters are mild but there is some there. It fermented cool which is likely why there are little esters and why it is so clear. There is no hops in the nose. But you can smell the maltiness and esters. If we had this beer with a little Amarillo hops in the nose we would have a winner.
Ellie would like this beer.
Also last night I brought over a glass carboy to Kevin's place and we transferred his mead. The gravity measured 1.000 which made me sad. I was hoping for a sweet mead. I think the lesson here is that for a sweet mead you shouldn't use any nutrients. I made a sad face and it discouraged Kevin.
I brought the rubber stopper which we attached his air lock to. And it wouldn't stay in the freaking glass bottle. So we duct taped that shit down. Oh yeah.
Also, I ate one of the oranges from his fermenter. It was boozy.
If you're reading this wife I love you. I'm sorry I snapped at you about the TV shows.
