Saturday at Faire a woman from another guild came up with a bottle of mead (since word has got around I make it) a friend of hers had made for a woman who is no longer in our guild (and I don't even know). She said to give it to the queen since the intended recipient was no longer around, and I said I would. The queen loves mead and we gift it to her fairly regularly, but when she heard of what kind of mead it was she told me she'd just see to it that the original recipient got it, really, thanks, but I think she should get the mead that was intended for her, I really couldn't drink it, it wouldn't be right.
Evidently the meadmaker was making a capisumel, but it got a little bit away from her and ended up being nose-hair-trimmer strength, so she brewed a sweet cyser and mixed the two. Sweet, strong, and hot. Kind of like our queen, actually.
The queen was not amused and I was afraid to try it.
Evidently the meadmaker was making a capisumel, but it got a little bit away from her and ended up being nose-hair-trimmer strength, so she brewed a sweet cyser and mixed the two. Sweet, strong, and hot. Kind of like our queen, actually.
The queen was not amused and I was afraid to try it.
