pickles and sauerkraut, 3rd day, burping

16 seconds of bubbles coming from pickles and sauerkraut. The jars have been burped each day so it's not explosive as it would be otherwise.

Photoshop will accept only 500 frames. That means I can crop away the back of my hands holding the jar and unscrewing the lid, captured by this lens, somewhat microscopically although not a macro lens, a gigantic eyeball designed to scoop up entire ballrooms and football fields and tall buildings in severe perspective, now looking at jars mere inches away. That means every vein and skin crackle in the skin of the back of hand is made to look shockingly like the hand of a 100 year old man. I really disgust myself sometimes. So does my vanity.  I am not ready for that crap. I spared you this horror. That I felt upon seeing my own hand.

Eh, pffffft, the AVIs are better.

Tomorrow is the 4th day. That's when I eat one.

Hey!

I learned how to make homemade ginger ale this same way. From a website and now that makes me an expert.

With a name like Wellness Mama, how could one go wrong?

So you read the ingredients and go, okay, okay, okay, okay, 1/2 cup homemade ginger bug what?

To make homemade ginger ale you must first make homemade ginger bug and that takes you to another page on the same site.

Now, to bother with this you'd want to make a large amount, n'est-ce pas? Because weeks of bother for one little drink isn't going to cut it.

And I threw out two large bottles such as shown that could be used for terrariums and brewing beer because I was sick and tired of having them around taking space for some bizarre unlikely future impulse such as making my own ginger ale. And now here I am in need of just such a bottle. What a bummer!

But I do have 5 more of these quart-size bottles yet unused. Just sitting there. Taking up space again. Waiting the same unlikely future impulse like making my own ginger ale.

So that gives me the idea *ding* use that big ol' honking ginger root left over from pickles to start a homemade ginger bug and get going with this second unlikely impulse of making my own ginger ale.

What the heck.

Life. It's like the whole thing is one gigantic series of experiments. Then you die.

We homemade ginger ale making types like to get started right away.