- Mar 4, 2009It’s not what you think.
I got a letter asking me to brew some ‘Cock ale’ because I am so good at Mead (memo: the Lugh's Light and Oh My Gods chocolate Mead will be ready for beltane!)
So I thought.. it can’t be what I am thinking. It must refer to male roosters. Maybe they add chicken fat to the must or put feathers in the glass?
But no. you take a dead rooster, smash it with a hammer until the bones are pulverized and brew the beer around the remains!
I can see a couple Irish guys in a Scottish pub in Glasgow getting drunk and saying, “Sean, my boy, we got these feckless Scots to wear dresses, carry a purse, play bagpipes, eat bloody oatmeal in a sheep’s gut and throw telephone poles around. What else can we do to them?”
“Maybe we can… I know! Let’s tell them that the best beer has… includes.. <burp> will someone shut that stupid rooster up! That’s it! We’ll tell them to brew beer using a dead rooster!”
“Great idea! And we’ll call it… chicken beer!”
Naw, even the Scots aren’t that stupid. How about… Cock Ale!”
“Patrick, my friend, you are a genius!”
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