MEAD MASSACRE!
As evidenced by the brewboard, we’ve been pretty busy (and mature). On Sunday we transferred the ABBA and Yacketty Broad, then bottled the Pilgrim’s Progress ESB. The Maris Otter and Biscuit malt really shone through in our sample, and an appropriately low carbonation level should make for an authentic yet dangerously sessionable bitter. We also checked the gravity on the Brandon’s Beard Russian Imperial Stout, which was surprisingly at our predicted final gravity. That means we managed to push the ESB yeast past its theoretical 9%abv limit to a little over 10. Nevertheless, we pitched some rehydrated Nottingham now, rather than at bottling, just in case it eats through a few more gravity points. No point in risking some Tsar Bomba level bottle bombs.
Then we grabbed our drinking horns, battle axes, a few wenches, and got to the mead making. This batch of five includes a blueberry maple, vanilla java, superfruit (blueberry, pomegranate, and acai), banana-orange, and another one of our famous cysers. Theoretically, you could drink our mead all day— the blueberry maple and vanilla java for breakfast, superfruit and banana-orange for a nutritious lunch, and finish off the day with a relaxing cyser. Theoretically, you would be an alcoholic, but one of those alcoholics with discerning tastes and a refined palate. You know, the good kind.
Last batch of meads we thought we got champagne yeast, but it was the nefariously named Pasteur Champagne, which was a terrible floccuator but an excellent flatulence-ator. This time we correctly purchased the Lavlin EC-1118, which should lead to a more enjoyable drinking experience, though lacking the enjoyable laxative effects.
This was the last batch of mead supervised by Brandon before he leaves in July, and I think it might be our best yet. Unless he deliberately sabotaged the process in a final, expensive act of revenge for all the Taylor Swift and blink-182 we subjected him to. In which case, that makes him Moriarity, which in turn makes me Sherlock, and therefore Chad is Watson, and suddenly this manly blog post about Viking alcohol has become like one of my sister’s cheekbone fueled fanfics and I do not care for that, good sir!
SO: this is what I secretly wish we could have done with ours. If you take a glance at the last picture, notice the lovely bits of fruit! The lovely bits of fruit, I believe, would have provided a natural source of yeast in the mead of the Early Middle Ages. Cool, neat, etc!
Some things about mead, yeast in nature, and mead:
[Pollington S. 2011. “The mead-hall community”. Journal of Medieval History 37:19-33.]
[**Rosch M. 2005. “Pollen analysis of the contents of excavated vessels – direct archaeobotanical evidence of beverages”. Veget Hist Archaeobot 14:179-188.]
[Sandhu DK, Waraich MK. 1985. “Yeasts associated with pollinating bees and flower nectar”. Microbial Ecology 11(1):51-58.]
[Vadkertiova R, Molnarova J, Vranova D, Slavikova E. 2012. “Yeasts and yeast-like organisms associated with fruits and blossoms of different fruit trees”. Canadian Journal of Microbiology 58:1344-1352.]
**Voted by me as #1 cool paper about mead/pollen leftovers









