With my fellow Belgian exchange student friend James of Newfoundland visiting me for the first time in 5 years, it was merely a foregone conclusion that we would be drinking some Belgian beer… nearly every night. This led to the creation of Stamhuis Week, and more than a few good beers were consumed. On this particular night, we were joined by my father and my friend Gavin. We started off with some Hoegaarden, and it turned out to be the tone setter for a night full of tangy beers that were low on malt and low on hops. Sounds like a wheat beer night to me!
Early June in the Okanagan Valley sometimes features days full of very localized weather phenomena. On this particular day, my father and I were both outside working away at various projects in the blazing afternoon sun, only to discover the next moment that the sky was pouring a ferocious amount of rain upon us. Upon a skyward inspection, it was clear that a massive dark cloud had crept towards the property and was unleashing its liquids upon us; this meant that Mother Nature thought it time for a break.
About a month after I had put the airlock on my jug of rhubarb wine, what was once a furious bubble had become less than one bubble per 3 minutes. I took that as a sign that the bottling stage was not far away.
I recently had a delightful, short notice visit from my wonderful friend Kelci, and we decided to spend the evening with some drinks and the turntable. We started out with some homemade rhubarb pie and mugs of Murchie’s Government Street green and black tea blend, accompanied by some of Harmonium’s Si on avait besoin d’une cinquieme saison. Then we moved on to the “hard” stuff.