I grew up in a pretty much non-drinking family. Alcohol wasn't ever a part of parties or even discussed much. Don't know why, but I guess they just didn't think about drinking.
My dad once told me that he never cared for beer until he was on a boat (I think in the Philippines) during WWII, perhaps waiting on some Navy officials. Someone gave the guys a couple of cold beers, and they really hit the spot on that hot day.
Many years later, it was great fun for me to get Dad a can of Bud and bring it down to the cellar where he was forever building something. I'd always open the can and have a couple sips as I brought it downstairs, and Dad never complained or scolded me. He'd have one or two a day, and only once did I ever see him just the slightest bit buzzed after a holiday party.
I stumbled full into brewing as the result of a search for yeast to make a sourdough bread starter. Since I was at the LHBS, and I like making food from scratch, it was only natural that I walked out with a one gallon kit. The poor sourdough was almost immediately abandoned as I got obsessed with brewing beer. It's only been a few months now, but I think this will be a long time hobby.
I do sometimes wish that I'd started a few years earlier, and that Dad was still here to talk about and share a nice homebrewed beer!
My dad once told me that he never cared for beer until he was on a boat (I think in the Philippines) during WWII, perhaps waiting on some Navy officials. Someone gave the guys a couple of cold beers, and they really hit the spot on that hot day.
Many years later, it was great fun for me to get Dad a can of Bud and bring it down to the cellar where he was forever building something. I'd always open the can and have a couple sips as I brought it downstairs, and Dad never complained or scolded me. He'd have one or two a day, and only once did I ever see him just the slightest bit buzzed after a holiday party.
I stumbled full into brewing as the result of a search for yeast to make a sourdough bread starter. Since I was at the LHBS, and I like making food from scratch, it was only natural that I walked out with a one gallon kit. The poor sourdough was almost immediately abandoned as I got obsessed with brewing beer. It's only been a few months now, but I think this will be a long time hobby.
I do sometimes wish that I'd started a few years earlier, and that Dad was still here to talk about and share a nice homebrewed beer!