Andy and I have been absolutely bombed out with other stuff going on in our lives recently, but we realised this week that we really need to get our pilsner bottled. It was brewed on 10th February, fermented for about three and a half weeks, then I dropped the temperature down to 4C to let it start “lagering”.
But it’s been sat on the yeast cake since then, and I really wanted to get it bottled in case that started to affect the flavour. So that was last night’s job.
After much consideration we came up with the slightly bizarre name of Coole Pilate.
Why? Well firstly it’s a small hamlet near Audlem in Cheshire, near to where Andy’s family come from. Secondly, it’s got the word “cool” in it, and it is a lager after all. Thirdly, it has got the letters “pil” in it, and it is a pils after all. And fourthly, it’s our beer and we can call it what we like. I claim that it is the first beer ever to be graced with that name. So there.
And since you asked Gill, it’s pronounced like Pontius, not like a form of yoga. I think.
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