Kat, the kids and I watched Xmen First Class tonight. Just before dinner I changed out the two-liter bottle that was holding the waste from the initial stage of fermentation. That's the foamy stuff that contains excess hop resins, yeast, and tannins. After dinner and the movie I checked on the brew. Kat remarked "No more liquid is coming out. Is it ok?" Despite her lack of taste for this brewed ambrosia, she shows a keen interest in the sciency goings on of the fermentation process. After all, this is what may keep us valuable to a survival community after the zombie apocylpse. Who would ever think to let the guy who knows how to make beer get his brain eaten?!?!? Anyway I assured her that all was well, and I hooked up a fermentation lock to show that our little yeast friends (she thinks of them as similar to sea monkeys) are in there working, eating sugar and pooing CO2. The fermentation lock was "going to town" as they say. Regardless, I will rack the beer to the secondary fermenter either tomorrow evening, or sometime Saturday. As Papizan says "Relax, don't worry, have a homebrew.". I've been forced to rely upon the brewed goodness of one microbrewery or another for the time being, but I shall heed Charlie's advice in spirit.
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