A day of sadness.

Yesterday, I admitted defeat and dumped the remaining bottles of the Cardinal Sin Porter which were infected. Based on the smell alone, this was the right thing to do. The pungent odor was overpowering and sickening. No beer should ever smell or taste like this. In all , 67 bottles went down the drain.

This sad turn of events leaves me in the worst situation imaginable. There is no homebrew in my house. And my current financial situation has curtailed all discretionary spending. My attempts to persuade Sarah that homebrew is a necessity, have to this point failed.