The sweet rewards of procrastination

[macmoyer]

When we lived in Veneta, I brewed up six one-gallon batches of mead (most of them were more properly melomels). They blew off big time in my brewing cabinet, and I cleaned up the mess a bit, put clean airlocks in all of the bottles, and... didn't exactly forget about them, but ignored them.
Some years later, when we moved back inside the Eugene city

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[bychoice]

*laugh* That would be great!

[gwyd]

I wished I lived close enough to go to this party, but then I wish I lived close enough to game with you too.