So when I got home I decided to take my brewing to the next level. At one stage I nearly considered dropping out of engineering and taking up brewing science two hours away. The day that I remember as my proudest moment in brewing was when I was having a few beers with friends. I pulled the same trick on them that my Uncle did to me one Easter Sunday We were drinking European beers (A combination of Heineken and Stella if I remember rightly) when I decided to pour a few glasses of my home brew instead. I was amused when no one noticed the difference. At this stage, my friends knew I did home brewing, but had tried some of my earlier attempts and had a good time making fun of me because of it. But now it was different. When I finally revealed that what they were drinking was actually my home brew, they were as gobsmacked as I was the day I learnt about home brew. I remember chuckling to myself as they all demanded to know how I did it. Can you imagine how that felt? And so, ...