Compressed

The compressor for our keg refrigerator died. A fitting end to the year. Things tired and crapping out, needing an overhaul, but probably not until the new year.

I often forget machines need maintenance. I somehow think they're just supposed to work, forever, with no input or care from me. I forget less than I used to, and am no longer surprised when they break, or parts wear out. At least, on older machines. When a new Kitchen-Aid mixer starts popping springs after only a month or two, I get irritated.

My own machine needs some maintenance. A little oil at the joints, regular movement of all the parts, a little spit and polish wouldn't hurt. Ah, the stuff of New Year's resolutions. See you soon.

Comments

[Dr. Biggles]

Dang, of all the things to go on the fritz! Did you have a backup?

Biggles

[Stephanie]

Hey, Mark came there specifically for the Hobgoblin and he managed to get the last two bottles, so he was thrilled!

Also, the house-cured meat was amazing! You need to open a sandwich shop with that stuff.