That’s What Friends Are For

So there I was, bottling my beer in my kitchen thinking,”Finally this is happening.” I hadn’t brewed beer in over 8 months. I felt like I was going to forget the basics; but just like a bike, I got back into it perfectly. Well, almost perfectly. I went to cap my first bottle and my capper broke apart. I was upset and started worrying about how I was going to save all of my beers without dumping my beer into a keg. I texted a couple of friends to see if they had a bottle capper I could borrow. One was able to help.