I did indeed :-) tucked away in the last arch of the old jamaca ind est. units.
never seen such a huge pack of hops in my life. A hay bale sized foiled pack of hops.
couldn't find it at first despite asking 2 people on estate about it. I could smell the malt in the air and thus followed my nose.
Picked up a chunk of dme (3kg) and a selection of grains for �ã18 - nice job!
very helpful people there and whilst I was upstairs acquiring grains etc, my other half started chatting to a female brewer who put in a good word for the profession and almost convinced my other half to start brewing herself. She used to make wine herself hence her very tolerant attitude to my interest, plus she likes most of what I brew.
with regards to the thread starter, A dead pony club or meantine ipa are a gentle introduction from the wave of lagers to real ale enlightenment.
