06/04/2026
We’re coming up on the 11-year anniversary of the Father’s Day brew kit that started this whole adventure.
I’ve often joked that brewing requires a very specific combination of ADHD and OCD tendencies. You need to be paying attention to absolutely everything while following a precise process that leaves very little room for error. For whatever reason, my brain seems perfectly calibrated for it. The brewing, the cleaning, the packaging, the marketing — every part of it scratches an itch.
While Emiko was in Japan during May, I realized I’m still not quite “automatic” enough in the brewery to comfortably brew while distracted. Every step still requires focus, and with plenty of beer already in the kegs, I decided to press pause until she got home.
Yesterday I fired the system back up.
My buddy Iain () once compared brewing to training a muscle, and I’m happy to report that my brewing muscles hadn’t completely atrophied. The brew day went flawlessly, everything hit its numbers, and it felt fantastic to be back in the rhythm of it all.
Future-Dave is going to be very grateful for the batch of Man of the Mountain Dark Mild that Yesterday-Dave brewed.
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