
Okay, that's another obscure reference. It's what Dan Ackroyd says while listening to John Candy's stomach after the latter has eaten the Old Ninety-Sixer in The Great Outdoors.
I only ad the clarification because Networkchic thought I was talking about her daughter when I made an Arlo Guthrie allusion.
But the starter is processing nicely. Foaming up with ferment, depositing protein goobers on the side of the jug.

The starter is in the fermentation closet with a couple batches of cider and mead. What will soon be a carboy six-pack, right now it's like the beer starter is wondering if it can grow up to be like the big carboys in the closet...
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