Showing posts with label kombucha. Show all posts
Showing posts with label kombucha. Show all posts

March 31, 2016

Kombucha Three

One year and seven months ago, I left the blog world hanging with this picture:

my homegrown scoby
I had promised to teach you how to brew your own kombucha from the scoby that you grew yourself.  Like the lyrics from that Naked Eyes tune, I made promises promises knowing that you believed, promises promises that I knew I'd never keep... ahem.  

Perhaps you'd like to read a poem instead?  Brief digression, I promise...

Here's the poem that's on the poetree right now:



I've read it five times on five separate occasions, and there is something new and revelatory each time I peruse it.

Oh, and I want to show you the cushions that I made for my bed too, and then we'll get to the kombucha:



I'm very pleased with these.  Aren't they lovely?

Okay, KOMBUCHATIME.

If you would like to learn how to grow your own scoby from scratch, instead of paying $15 - 20 for one, read here.

If you have a scoby, and need to brew a big batch o' booch, you're in the right place.

Take that nasty scoby and plunk it in a big jar - one that can hold 14 cups of liquid and your scoby.

It's okay to touch it if your hands are clean:

take a deep breath and plunge in...


Oh yeah, feel that delicious, juicy squishiness!   mmmmmmmmm

This picture reminds me of beef heart, which my dog consumes regularly.  



What I like about this is that you can see the many layers of cellulose if you look closely.  This is one thick mother.  :-)

Now that you've placed your scoby in a large glass vessel, add two cups of kombucha liquid, either from the booch that you've been storing your scoby in, or from a bottle of organic, unflavoured booch that you've purchased from a shop.



I use my own kombucha because I'm cheap, but if I were to buy it, I like GT's raw organic brand:


It is available at the Quartermaster, for those of you who live in London.  It's ridiculously priced, 5 and change a bottle, which is why we're learning to brew our own booch.

So you've placed your scoby and 2 cups of booch in a vessel.  Now you need to brew your tea.  Boil 12 cups of water.   Turn off the heat.   Add 1 cup of sugar and stir until the sugar has dissolved.  Add 6 tea bags of your choice (green, black etc).  I usually use a combo of green or black, or just black.  Basically, it's whatever I have on hand.  Brew the tea until it's completely cooled.  Remove the bags and place them in the compost.  Carefully pour your tea into the vessel, with the scoby and booch, and seal it with a linen tea towel and an elastic.  This will keep the fruit flies out while letting the kombucha breathe:


It will take approximately 6-14 days to brew your tea, depending on how weak or strong you like it, and what the weather's like (it will take longer to brew in the winter).

You can gauge the strength / intensity of your booch by taking off the tea towel, sticking a straw or clean spoon inside and sampling.  I use this glass jug with a spigot (acquired at the Goodwill).  It makes it very easy to sample the brew.



Once it's to your liking, reserve two cups of the booch and the scoby, and pour the rest of the brew into a pitcher and store it in the fridge.  You can start a new batch using the reserved liquid and the scoby.

I like to serve kombucha on ice, with some frozen fruit thrown in.  So tart and refreshing.



And that is it, my friends!










July 08, 2014

Kombucharama!

The second part of the kombucha-making process.  If you're confused, you can read the first part of the post here:  Growing a Scoby

Day 1 of scoby (symbiotic culture of bacteria and yeast) growing in a large-sized Bick's pickle jar:

Mixed-media piece in the background by Guinevere :-)

The scoby is getting bubbly on day 3:
  


Day 5:  cheesy, slimy goodness:




On day 8, the scoby is thick and juicy enough for a second feeding!  I will add more sugar to make it grow even more. 



After boiling four cups of water and dumping them into a pitcher, I added 1/3 cup of sugar and stirred until it dissolved.  2 Earl Grey and 1 Green teabag later, I had a pitcher of tea:



After letting the tea cool, I transferred it to a large Mason jar (1.6 litres) and added the scoby and its liquid.

It is necessary to wait until everything is at room temperature, or you risk murdering your precious scoby.  I learned this the hard way when I began baking bread.  I poured scalding water onto my yeast and turned out a loaf of unleavened bread, useful as a weapon but not as sustenance.  Hot water kills yeast.

Here's the 1.6 litre jar:


Doesn't it look pretty?

And don't my new, mid-mod curtains in the background also look dazzling?  I got them in the States and they were only $22!  I found them at a TJ Maxx and when I brought them up to the cashier they were hanging out of the package, willy-nilly, which is what happens when you shop in the clearance section.  I paid for them, the cashier stuffed them into a bag, and when I arrived home two hours later, I discovered that I had not one, but two sets of linen curtains.

SCORE!

I briefly considered returning one set, but you know what?

I DIDN'T. 

I WILL SURELY ROT IN HELL FOR MY TRANSGRESSION AGAINST THE CURTAIN GODS.  :-)

Okay, I need to focus and get back to the kombucha.


Doesn't it look pretty? [ignoring curtains here].

I am reminded of jellyfish.  :-)

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Because I was having so much fun, I started a second scoby in a larger, widemouth vessel.  Thanks to the marvel of technology, here's the scoby after a week of percolating:


I transferred it to a larger glass vessel (I think it's around 4 litres), ensconced both vessels in a dark cupboard and ignored them for two weeks.  It was hard, but I did it.

Day 21
My scobies are finally thick enough (to use) to brew my own kombucha!




As soon as I start brewing, I will provide an update; however, I still need to steep myself in several hours worth of research.  As a librarian, that suits me to a tea!


Optional musical pairing:  The Tea Song by Yorkshire Tea




Addendum:

The third part.


For more information, read here:
http://www.picklesnhoney.com/2012/04/09/how-to-make-kombucha-growing-a-scoby/

June 08, 2014

Mothers, Babies and Scobies

So in another life, I used to be a knitwit.

Here are some of my creations:

Shrug knit with Noro Kureyon (Japanese hand dyed yarn)

Lanesplitter Skirt for Gwen (Noro and Paton's Merino)

Art Bag (Noro)

Storm Toque-r for Nathaniel (Noro - can you tell I like Noro?)
My life and my personality being what they are - ADD - I have been ignoring the yarn in my stash and focusing on writing the great novel and sewing quilts and patio cushions instead.

But for reasons unknown (KISMET?), I ventured to Ravelry recently - the knitter's online mecca - all things knitting all the time - and immediately noticed that I had a friend request.  Weird.  I proceeded to check out my fellow knitter's profile, as you can never be too cautious.  The last "friend" request I had was from a Scottish non-knitter who said that he loved to see "women's legs in knitted stockings and women's bodies wrapped in soft wool".

I kid ewe not. (See that? There are two puns in that sentence!)

While I was tempted to friend the woolly wiggler for the humour factor, I did not.  I was worried that I would be tempted to start sending him wool porn.

So... where was I?

Aha! - the friend request from Ravelry.

I saw that the lady was a blogger and so I read some of her entries.  You can tell a lot about a person from reading her blog.  Just like that, I learned about kombucha tea.  I learned that it tastes like tart green apples with an underlying sweetness and fizz.

I learned that it (supposedly) promotes a healthy liver, is great for digestion and prevents cancer.

And I learned that I can brew it myself, in the privacy of my own home, using black tea.

I marched down to the Quartermaster for a bottle of Kombucha, eager to sample this magical elixir.  I picked a bottle of tea that looked like it had the most sediment on the bottom (a.k.a. The Mother), as that is what is used to grow a scoby - the jelly-like, snotty layer of cellulose that keeps harmful bacteria out of the tea while it's fermenting.

Some up close and personal snaps of scobies, some more attractive than others:

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Aren't they pretty?

Quartermaster sells Kombucha starters, but at $18 a box, my inner cheapskate was not impressed.  I did not purchase the Mother in a box, but I did leave with a bottle of Kombucha and a package of locally made, overpriced, gluten-free chocolate and almond treats that are so fucking delicious, that I am going to try to make them too.

The magical moment?  When I cracked open the bottle of kombucha and took a swig.

LOVE. 

So yummy, light and refreshing, tart and sweet, and a sparkly explosion in my mouth! Mmmmmmm.

I can't wait to brew my own, but first I have to make a scoby.

Here's the baby scoby (a.k.a. the Mother, the starter culture, the mushroom) in the bottle of Kombucha that I purchased from the store:


You can also see a mother in a bottle of apple cider vinegar - it's that brownish, smoky thing that hovers at the base of the bottle.

The scoby pictured above is tiny but it will grow rapidly once it's fed, taking 2-3 weeks to mature.

I thought that I better get started if it was going to take a minimum of two weeks.

I rummaged through the recycling bin and found a pint-sized glass jar.  I washed it thoroughly and then sterilized it by boiling it for ten minutes.  I like to err on the side of caution when it comes to food and drink.


While I was waiting, I brewed two cups of black tea and mixed in 4 tbsp of sugar:



I carefully removed the sterile jar from the pot of water, and dumped in the bottle of Kombucha:

Aren't the two vessels of amber liquid pretty?

I then mixed them together to begin the fermentation process:

my kombucha starter, in a warm spot out of direct sunlight
I used a paper towel and one of Gwen's rainbow loom creations to seal the jar.  I could have also used cheesecloth, a coffee filter, linen or muslin but I went the paper towel route because that's what I had. You want to use something that's breathable that will keep the fruitflies out.  

I like that I can see the baby scoby sort of hanging down the side, near the top of the jar.  

I will post more pictures over the next couple of weeks as the scoby matures.

Grow, baby, grow!

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Addendum:  I am posting a picture of Day 3, so you can see how it grows...  there are actually two scobies growing:


Day 5 - see that white line that covers the surface of the liquid?  That's the new scoby, spreading out:


Day 7 - it's getting juicy!



More juiciness to come :-)


Musical pairing:  Strange Brew by Cream.