Today I realized I have a bit of a history with home brews… or homestead hooch as it’s been called. I was mixing up a new batch of kombucha and remembered back to high school and college when brewing beer was all the rage.
It started in high school when my friend Matt was brewing beer and wine in his kitchen. We often HAD to skip pre-calculus class to go “check” on the fermenting wonder. Skip ahead a few years and the microbrew beer culture was just beginning to hit Portland when I was at Lewis & Clark College. My friend Joe decided to try his hand at brewing and we would spend afternoons at our friend Mark’s house mixing up concoctions (that’s Joe and I 20 years ago). Of course the irony here is that I’ve never been a huge fan of the malted beverage, but I love the idea of handcrafting something you love.
I got back into home brewing last year when I started brewing kombucha from a SCOBY start I received from my friend Chris. I took a bit of a hiatus over the winter, but now that summer is upon us I’m craving what the Chinese call the drink of the gods. I started a new batch this weekend and I’m looking forward to another summer filled with the elixir.
My friend Anne is the most talented party planner and decorative baker I know. I am always amazed by her works of art, but she trumped herself this time when throwing a first birthday party for her daughter Aubrey. The theme was milk and cookies and everything you see here, from the cakes to the cookies to the decorations were handmade by her. Of course her friends and family are always the beneficiaries of her gifts… but she’s starting to offer her talents to other lucky connoisseurs. Connecticut is one lucky state to have Miss Anne Powers in their midst.