A Story About Good Mead

I’m on a quest.  A quest to answer the question, “how good can mead be?”

And thus the adventure begins. What makes the greatest mead? Is it great honey? Yes. Outstanding fruit? It is. Is it the finest spices, grown in the perfect climates? Indeed. Since it began, the quest has taken us across states, countries and continents to find the finest honey available. Over the years, we have learned to identify which honeys will make great mead, and which honeys won’t.

The quest has led us to grow our own cherries, currants, apples, and berries. It’s forced us to be selective about varieties, and to take the time to learn about the balance between sugars and acids in real ripeness. It has also taught us to be very picky buyers of spices, and to learn the components of really desirable aroma and taste.

It’s time to de-virtualize. In today’s world, it is possible to let real life blow right by us while we talk on our phones, check our messages and update our Facebook pages. The really enjoyable parts of life are not virtual. They are real. They come from fruit, and honey, and barley. They are painted on canvas, or pieced together out of stained glass. They are fried or baked or braised, or maybe just put between two slices of really delicious bread. They are sewn and nailed and carved. They are made of protons and neutrons, and not just electrons. They are people. Sometimes they kiss and stuff. Oooh. Our mead belongs here.

It’s time to be HERE. Here with the people who love you. Here with the mead that is in your glass. Here with your life. You’ll have plenty of time for those other things once you leave the meadery. De-virtualize for a while with us. You’ll be better for it.