Just one six-pack. One lonely six-pack. Last night, I cracked open a beer for dinner and saw the sad depletion of a once plentiful bounty of 7 5/6 six packs that the Enthusiast and I birthed just a short time ago. Now only one remains.
I hope you didn't misconstrue the title of this post and think that I meant a six pack of abdominal muscles. Don't be silly. I never had one of those, and I'm much further from having one now if I was ever close before.
I told the Enthusiast about our sad state of affairs, and she said, "Time to start brewing," in a matter-of-fact tone.
After brewing a pre-packaged recipe for our porter, we are feeling adventurous and hope to brew our next batch from scratch. We've kicked around a couple ideas, two of which would honor the Enthusiast's Greek heritage: an Ouzo beer (probably a stout) and a Baklava beer (I'd like to call it "BaklavAle").
[Drunkard's note: Those ideas are totally patent-pending. If you steal them I'm going to punch you in the dick. Or the cooter. Don't think I won't.]
So, my fellow home brewers, what advice do you have for concocting a beer recipe? I have a couple books to help us, but I would like to hear from you. Light up the comments like a Festivus Pole.