Did we say ten gallons? It ended up closer to eight. This was our first all-grain brew in almost four years, a situation necessitated by our living arrangements. We've been warming up with extract brews, but it's comparing boxed cake mix to your mom's from-scratch orange sponge cake: there's nothing like the real thing. Anyway, it'll take us a few sessions to get back into the swing of things. In the meantime, we'll be anticipating our first beer of the new year: British pub ale. Here are some pictures from the day, courtesy of Brother Mal.
The mash temperature: just right
The rather elaborate chilling apparatus
Let the yeast run free!
The beer is now nestled all snug in its beds...