Someone commented on an old post, "JW's attract a lot of misfits and alcoholics" yep, fits my family to a T. Booze was at every family reunion, party, picnic, you name it, if my family was gonna be there, there was gonna be lots of booze. My pops was cheap (he dropped out of school in the 9th grade, so only worked low paying jobs) so to save money on beer, he and my uncle decide to make some homebrew (this is in the early 70's, before all the beer brewing kits you can get now). They got a recipe from some old codger, dug up an old 30 gallon crock from god only knows where, and commences to buying cans of malt, bags of sugar, cases of empty bottles, a hand operated capping machine the whole nine yards, oh, it was a big operation, yep, were gonna save a bundle on beer!
So the first batch gets mixed, and sits in the basement a couple of weeks. The anticipation is building, cheap tasty homebrew, man is this gonna be great! So the big day comes, gonna taste the nectar of the gods, well, it wasn't quite nectar of the gods, more like bathwater of the gods! This stuff was murky, bitter tasting crap! Did we throw it out you ask? Hell no, bottled every drop of it, must have taken two months to choke down all that swill. Well that was the end of the homebrewing, back to drinking that stuff in the white can that just says BEER