Left: The new doors that will lead you from the parking lot into our micro-brewery. Below: Many of this blog’s readers have asked me over the past several weeks to show them what 22 tons of gravel looked like. Well, you can stop asking.
Scrap Metal Pickup and Brewhouse Decision
Scrap metal being picked up from the warehouse. Jay (pictured) is possibly the greatest recycler in the State of Missouri. Notice the care at which he places a red flag on the back of his haul after strapping down the large galvanized metal air vent. Fits nicely, Jay. Keep up the good work. See photo: below. Whoa: Dios Mio! Ever been clothes lined by a truck? Jay (driving not seen) leaving with another load of scrap metal.
This week it hits.
This week becomes a pivotal week for the Civil Life Brewing Company. We are in the midst of deciding on a brewhouse. Oddly, the brewhouse is more expensive than the warehouse in which it is going to reside. I have spent a lot of time discussing with the warehouse the fact that as much as we love it, it soon will be acting merely as a structure to house our Micro-brewery. Sure it’s sad but it’s happy at the same time.
We have been toying with the idea of moving up to a 20 barrel size and have been sending emails all over the country reviewing references for the two companies which made our final cut.
There is really only one driving force behind our decision. Can the system we purchase make great beer? And if we purchase the more expensive system will I ever be able to move out of my parents house? Luckily, news came in this week that a friend of mine is getting rid of his van and that’s right, I know a little special place down by the river. The truth is this, when embarking on this sort of adventure every dollar counts because as loans and payables increase the chances for success can be greatly diminished. I have a very large Excel spreadsheet now which seems to be telling me something but numbers can’t always equate or bring upon correct choices.
To which, I will spend this week mulling over our options. Oscillating and thinking. Of course, this means I will be heading out a few nights this week to grab a beer. I have determined my best and most clear insight arises after a mere 2 beers. Oddly, due to the law of diminishing drink returns, my worst decisions come sometime after 6 beers. That point between 2 and 6 though is rather quite nice.
So, that being said... I am going out for only two beers at least 3 times this week.
Now that the building has been torn apart, It’s time to start putting it back together. Ray’s admiring his work and Jim is checking on the J Channel. Ray is standing approximately where you someday will sit on our patio enjoying our beer.
The destruction is done and it’s time to start moving forward. Our Architectural plans have been approved and well there isn’t much else else to tear down.
Jim, my carpenter and I spent a day getting the stucco and old windows out from the front of our building. We then invited Ray to come on by the warehouse and give the front wall of our cool room a much needed exterior face lift. By the time you are reading this, the front of the warehouse will already be primed waiting for a decision to be made about a final color.
Jim and I will be there most of the rest of the year building and getting the place ready for next April. Jim will be doing most of the building and I will be trying to make sure I don’t hammer my drinking hand to the wall.
Hello earthlings. I have been sent here to open a brewery. I hope you have time over the next year to check in from time to time and see our progress (or lack there of at times).
Morning beer delivery at Tynan’s Bridge House Bar in Kilkenny, Ireland.