The Little Bastards Brewing Project is my adventure into the wonderful world of home brewed beer. Sound cheesy? Yeah, I suppose it is...but I will tell you this: picking up a simple little Mr Beer keg has changed my drinking life. I know more about beer than I ever would have imagined, and I am learning more tips and techniques every day. That is part of the allure I suppose; the endless possibilities.
I have met many great people that have been more than willing to help a newbie get started in the obsession. You read that correctly, an obsession! I thought that homebrewing would be a fun little hobby to mess around with, but I could not have been more wrong. After spending countless hours reading up of proper procedures, I dove into my first simple extract kit...and have not looked back since! From ingredients, to temperatures, to new equipment...there is just so much cool stuff out there to explore.
So that is why this website exists. To gather up my experiences and share them with my fellow homebrewers, and to hopefully offer some insight into a great "hobby" to anyone that was thinking about joining our community. The bar at the top can direct you to my recipes (which include the ingredient list, brewing process, as well as my personal thoughts and observations of each beer), links to some great and helpful home brew sites, and the LBBP Forum where you can feel free to check in, ask questions, drop your comments, and have a new spot to hang out from time to time.
So what about the LBBP name you ask? The furry little guys you see on my logo turned into the inspiration for said logo on brew day number one. As a slightly OCD first-timer, I was going nuts and being WAY overly cautious every step of the process (never a bad thing mind you!), but it was all going to be worth it in the end I thought. Sanitation was impeccable, everything was going smoothly...right up to the very last moment when it came time to pitch the yeast. I take 3 steps away from the MB fermenter and turn my back for a split second to get the pack, and THAT was the precise moment my curious little kitties decided to investigate what I had been up to all afternoon in the kitchen. They hopped up on the counter and were sniffing and poking their heads all around the lid-less LBK (I was paranoid that the beer would be infected by kitty hair or something), so my "brewery" name was derived from what I yelled at them! Turns out that the beer was great, and the obsession had begun...