Today was brewing day. I plan to have a five gallon keg of beer ready for my guests when I host a party next month celebrating the publication of my novel, “Reunion.” So as I type this the kitchen smells terrific. I brewed inside today for two reasons: one it is raining; two the propane tank for the grill is empty and I’ve been too lazy to replace it.
A friend of mine grows hops. The vines run up the side of his house, providing shade, visual appeal, and – most importantly – wonderfully fragrant hop cones. Today’s brew, therefore, is an India Pale Ale.