Introducing Old Yeller Red

The problem was twofold. Without an old fixer-upper to keep us busy, Brian and I were itching for a project, and Chinese beer just isn't worth drinking. So we brought back all the equipment and ingredients needed to make several batches of beer with us. No more wimpy Chinese beer for us, thank you very much! Not a tear was shed as we dumped 36 beers down the drain in order to get enough bottles. It was either that option for $15 or a trip to the Shanghai IKEA for fancy swing top bottles for a staggering $114! An easy decision, and very telling that the bottles are worth so much more empty than with swill in them!

In honor of his inspired performance while we were bottling the beer last week, this red ale gets its name from the man in our apartment complex who stands on his porch each night at 8pm and elegantly yells "WHOOOOOOOO" for a minute or two. Ladies and gentleman, we give you "Old Yeller Red" the best doggone ale in the East!

The ceremonial first fill

...and capping

Lone proof of my participation...can we tell who's the photographer in this family?

So mark your calendars and hop on a plane, we'll be cracking 'em open on January 27!