This is MY Brewhouse....

This is my brewhouse. There are many like it, but this one is mine. My brewhouse is my best friend. It is my life. I must master it as I must master my life. My brewhouse, without me, is useless. Without my brewhouse, I am useless. I must brew better than my competitors who are trying to outsell me. I must brew before he outbrews me. I will hit our target O.G....

My brewhouse and I know that what counts is not the way our copper is fired, the noise of our boil, nor the steam we make. We know that it is the hop utilization that counts. We will hit our target O.G....

My brewhouse is human, even as I, because it is my life. Thus, I will learn it as a brother. I will learn its weaknesses, its strength, its parts, its accessories, its sights and its barrel capacity. I will ever guard it against the ravages of weather and damage as I will ever guard my legs, my arms, my eyes and my heart against damage. I will keep my brewhouse clean and ready. We will become part of each other. We will hit our target O.G...

Before Ninkasi, I swear this creed. My brewhouse and myself are the defenders of my trade. We are the masters of our craft. We are the saviors of my life. So be it, until we have full fermenters and there are no empty casks.

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