“Bob didn’t want to be known as that fat guy who drinks cheap beer. Given no viable alternative, Bob started drinking good beer.”
I’ve wanted to write a story that starts off like that. Haven’t done so yet. One of these days, one of these days…
We’ve been growing Cascade hops for several years. They had been in the side yard until this spring when the neighbors started a construction project that spilled over into our yard. Gee, thanks for asking first!
Before they destroyed everything (the bozos were using power equipment barefoot with no eye protection) we transplanted the hops to just beyond the back deck where there’s a trellis for them to grow on. I had no idea if hops could be transplanted. According to some sources, hops are delicate creatures that need just the right soil pH, a careful balance of micronutrients, and tender loving care. Other sources claim they grow like weeds, just toss ‘em in the ground and they’ll be fine.
They grew like crazy this year, so I’m going with the whatever school of thought.
Hops cling to anything and everything thanks to teeny hook-like thingies that probably have a name, best to wear gloves and long-sleeved arm protection when harvesting them:
Spread out, ready for the dehydrator, with Mylar bags and oxygen absorbers at the ready:
In theory they can dry overnight at no more than 140°F but I prefer to err on the safe side and do them at 130°F for a day and a half. Into the dehydrator:
All packed and ready for the freezer:
Not sure what type of homebrew these eventually will be used in, possibly a Black IPA.
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The orientation is wrong for three of these photos. Why is Condenser so hit or miss?