mlee0000
Well-Known Member
Last night I brewed up a 5 gallon batch of Russian Imperial Stout. I had left it sitting on the counter in the kitchen to do its magic.
I wake up this morning to a loud thunk. No big deal, right? I live in an apartment and the people above me are pretty loud. Well, then I hear spurting foam and dripping coming from the kitchen!
OH DEAR GOD!
It was on my ceiling! MY CEILING! It sprayed all over the dishes I had drying on the counter, all over the walls, pretty much everything within about a 6 foot radius was covered in yeasty wort explosion. It even dripped off of the ceiling and into the cabinets. Talk about a money shot...
I've never had anything like this happen, not even with hefeweizens! GhgHGfh.... Hell of a way to start the day.
I wake up this morning to a loud thunk. No big deal, right? I live in an apartment and the people above me are pretty loud. Well, then I hear spurting foam and dripping coming from the kitchen!
OH DEAR GOD!
It was on my ceiling! MY CEILING! It sprayed all over the dishes I had drying on the counter, all over the walls, pretty much everything within about a 6 foot radius was covered in yeasty wort explosion. It even dripped off of the ceiling and into the cabinets. Talk about a money shot...
I've never had anything like this happen, not even with hefeweizens! GhgHGfh.... Hell of a way to start the day.