I love brewing. I find it so relaxing.
Mostly, it’s because of all the gaps (not the brewing, but the spaces between). While the mash is going or the wort is getting to the boil, you can happily while away the time playing MarioKart, but still feel like you’re doing something productive.
It also makes cleaning the kitchen feel less like a chore and more like an exciting preparatory ritual.
At the end of the day, we’re left with sparkling clean house; we haven’t thought about work for hours; and we’ve got a fermenter full of what might turn out to be the best beer ever.
Boak
