Monday, April 29 found Mark, Greg and myself at Fieldpointe South to brew Flex Coconut Porter. Summer Break already? Playing hooky? What gives brewing on a Monday?
Now don’t get your knickers in a twist. This was a scheduled “flex” day inserted to accommodate too many winter weather event days – should that sad situation had come to fruition. Thankfully, that was not necessary so the Brew Crew could gather to keep the streak of brewing at least once per month this year going strong.
Greg and I were punctual and arrived almost simultaneously. Not sure when Mark arrived as he was already in the house when we got there. He must have been the early bird but instead of a tasty worm, Mark was working on his drink from the Bloody Mary Bar. That was kinda awkward as that put Greg and me in a position of having to play catchup. (Greg did a much better job of this than I did – but I eventually got there.) My job was to “clean up” the remnants of the pickle, olive and asparagus jars. Even though I clearly communicated to Mark the situation of the previously stated, I bet he still put them back into the fridge. So guess what he will be complaining about the next time?
The first order of brewing related business was to keg the Maibock from Spring Break. This is the annual brew that sits quietly on the Dorothy Door steps in an uncontrolled thermal environment. It always survives and this year was no different. It tasted a little sweet and probably would have benefitted from a longer, cooler lager but things being what they are, it is what it is and we are who we are. Pretty profound, isn’t it.
With that out of the way, FCP got underway. Here you can see the mash recirculating and the Maibock fermenter relaxing and soaking in the background after a long workout.
Frequent readers of the post will note that Greg brought some Empyrean Brewing Co goodies to share at the last session. Winter Wisdom is what it was – if my memory isn’t playing tricks on me. This time it was Riding Red Ale. Thanks Greg for the share! Don’t think it is a surprise that Mark’s PBR remained in the fridge. Some people just know how to be classy and others – not so much.
Eventually the spent grains needed to find their way out of the Man Cave to the back 40 to feed the wildlife – especially the chipmunks. Dedicated readers know that Mark gives them a good battle during the summer months so I want to do my part in giving them (chipmunks) a good start so the fight can be somewhat fair later on.
Before I got the grain basket out, Mark grabbed a share of the spent grain for some Becky Homecky barefoot in the kitchen pizza making. Yes, it has been some time since he has attempted this. You will remember the towel in the stove incident? That must have rattled his cage for some time. Despite the bucking bronco, he got back on his horse, eventually, and did a fine job (with Helen’s guidance) to produce two very tasty pies. This porter grain bill worked out very nicely for the pizza crust – so much so that I think we might have to brew porter more often. Good Stuff!
Back to the grain removal brings me to the always anticipated and appreciated Dorothy Door Report. To my surprise, the DDs were not opened until I requested the gesture. I think you can tell that the conditions outside were certainly in the range of at least consideration for opening prior to my request.
It was time to give a view from the reverse end of the DD steps. The sun was shining through the goalpost trees beckoning us to venture up and out. But alas, as you can see in the photo on the right, the chair remained empty. But that isn’t all. The sadness and disappointment saturated the entire patio – except for me being wise enough to accept the invitation. Even the grill was ignored. Oh the humanity!
I know you have been wondering where Branden was through all this. Sorry to keep you in eager anticipation all this time. You see, recently the child, Branden, had a child. Actually, it was his wife that did all the work and of course, Branden takes the credit. This may be a priority thing but he decided to be home with his wife and newborn. It is still being debated whether this was a commendation or a lack of dedication. Whatever the case, we ask God’s blessing on him and his young family.
So far we’ve covered the porter bit but not the coconut part. This is going to be totally in Mark’s hands so hold your breath. He will need to secure and toast the coconut to add to the keg at the proper time. Let’s hope he doesn’t put something else besides the coconut into the oven when the toasting time comes.
Here are the makings of Flex Coconut Porter. If you don’t like the beer (unlikely) then make it and use the spent grains to make pizza. It’s that good!
Grains
- 10 lb – 2 Row
- 0.5 lb – Crystal 60° L
- 0.5 lb – Chocolate Malt
- 0.5 # – Carafa I
- 0.5# – Black Patent Malt
Hops
- 0.5 oz – Chinook @ 60 min
- 0.5 oz – Willamette @ 40 min
- 0.5 oz – Willamette @ 20 min
Adjunct
- 14 oz – Toasted Coconut Flakes (keg)
Yeast
- Safale US-05
Anticipated Analysis (Almost Never Measured)
- OG – 1.061
- FG – 1.015
- Color – 30 SRM
- ABV – 6%
- IBU – 37
Here’s to longer, warmer days and Summer Break! (15 more school days remaining.) Cheers!