I ordered three pallets of malt a couple of weeks ago. There was some confusion over when it would arrive, so I put out a call to the brewers in the area asking if I could borrow some. Their responses were prompt, enthusiastic, and helpful, but now it looks like my shipment supposed to get here today after all.
Yesterday, I rearranged the bags of malt upstairs to make room for the new stuff.
Today, when the truck gets here, I'll wheel the pallets upstairs and get all the specialty malts sorted out. Then I'll set up tomorrow's brew.
Tomorrow, I'll brew the Princess of Darkness Porter. I don't like brewing it myself, because it never turns out right when Paris isn't here — she's in Boston this week — but it needs to be brewed right away in order to be ready for the Great Taste of the Midwest on August 9. (We're also taking some Abbot Pennings Tripel.)
Thursday, I've been asked to give a short presentation at the local Rotarians meeting...at 7:00 in the morning. (That's almost an hour before I'm normally awake.) Once that's done, I'll brew a batch of Tin Lizzie Hefeweizen.
Friday, I'll clean kegs and fill orders, then go to Omaha to pick up Paris at the airport.
Next week, I should brew some All American Gold as soon as I can harvest the yeast from the Porter. I've also had a couple of requests for the Toil and Trubbel Dubbel, so I'll brew that with the Tripel yeast.