#beer equipment

[beerequipment1]

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Pacific Beer has a one-stop store for all beer-related equipment, such as taps, beer fobs, and keg systems. We offer a variety of draught systems, spare parts, and keg accessories so you can get the most out of your fresh draught beer. Call 1.888.225.2256 or visit our website for additional information.

[tonsenbrewing]

Tonsenbrew three vessels brewhouse system

[punkymaysnark]

You know, I've only been on the surface of Danganronpa discussion since I only joined the fandom last year or so. Has anyone ever really dwelled on the idea that Kirumi had her own weapons?

Is she with Maki and Mukuro in the "can fire guns" squad, or does she use a sword like Peko, or is she in melee combat? I mean she's clearly got the upper arm strength for blunt weapons, right?

[cold--carnage]

oki sorry everyone ^^ little bit fucky over at team Carnage but I think I can take the wheel from here at least for a bit..? idk but everything will be fine eventually

[geeoharee]

Backspace on this keyboard has squeaked ever since I bought it. Spilled 0% Heineken on the keyboard, backspace no longer squeaks, now feels kinda heavy to press though

Hmm

[barobjects-blog]

What are the essential tools used in mixology, and how does each one contribute to the precision and artistry of crafting the perfect cocktail?

Certainly! Here are the names of some essential tools used in mixology:

Shaker: Used for mixing and chilling ingredients. Types include Boston shaker and cobbler shaker.

Strainer: Ensures a smooth pour by separating ice and other ingredients from the liquid. Types include Hawthorne strainer and Julep strainer.

Muddler: Crushes or mashes fruits, herbs, and spices to release flavors. Typically used in drinks like mojitos.

Bar Spoon: A long-handled spoon used for stirring and layering drinks.

Jigger: A measuring tool with two cones or cups used for accurate pouring of spirits and other ingredients.

Citrus Juicer: Extracts juice from citrus fruits, essential for cocktails requiring fresh citrus flavors.

Mixing Glass: A glass vessel used for stirring cocktails. Commonly used in conjunction with a bar spoon.

Garnish Tools: Includes peelers, zesters, and knife for cutting and garnishing fruits and other drink decorations.

Ice Bucket and Tongs: Used for handling ice cubes or crushed ice in cocktails.

Mist Sprayer: Adds a fine mist of liquids (e.g., absinthe) to cocktails for flavor and aroma.

Mallet/Ice Crusher: Breaks down ice into smaller pieces for certain drinks.

Bar Mat: Absorbent mat placed on the bar to catch spills and prevent slipping.

Magnetic Knife Holder: Safely holds and organizes knives, essential for cutting garnishes.

Fine Strainer/Sieve: Removes fine particles from shaken or stirred cocktails.

Speed Pourers: Attachable spouts that control the flow of liquid from bottles.

These tools, when used skillfully, contribute to the precision, efficiency, and artistry of cocktail making. Each serves a specific purpose in the hands of a talented mixologist.

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[mmmthornton]

Stolkien music contest playlist

This goes out to the maybe three people who've read my Stolkien-as-competitors-in-a-music-contest au what uuuupppppp one of these days i'll actually write something again instead of just producing shitposts and playlists lol.

In the meantime, i'm proud of the variety in this one lol.

[prodebbrewery007]

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[appalachy]

[brewscoop]

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[beerequipment1]

Pacific Beer | Beer Equipment

Pacific Beer has a one-stop store for all beer-related equipment, such as taps, beer fobs, and keg systems. We offer a variety of draught systems, spare parts, and keg accessories so you can get the most out of your fresh draught beer. Call 1.888.225.2256 or visit our website for additional information.

[jhnliane]

You’ll need some basic equipment to get started with homebrewing. You can read this now.

[onlyhappyvibes]

[homewestbrew]

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[ebodebo]

Tough As Nails—Save A Horse, Ride A Cowboy

thinking about cowboy!simon riley… MDNI | part one |

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He had become a nuisance. A pest, a headache. Every single adjective you can think of to describe a pain in the ass he was.

Your father's ranch hand, whom he hired all of six months ago, had become something of a bother, an inconvenience to you. He was annoying and stubborn. Narrowed his eyes at you too often for your liking. Scoffed when you would correct him. And scolded you when you would have people on the property when your parents would leave town—even going so far as to kick your guests off the property altogether.

But tonight would be different; it was the Fourth of July. You would happily throw your party in the barn your family owns, on the property they own. You weren't going to let him order you around tonight.

"What the hell is all of this?" Simon seethed, taking in the concrete floor covered in empty beer bottles and spilled grain. His booming voice caused some partygoers to straighten up, though no one dared to speak.

He clenched his jaw at the lack of cooperation. "Huh?" He paused, his fists clenching so hard they began to turn white.

"So, no one can speak?" He walked over to a guy sitting on a bale of hay, grabbed him by the collar of his shirt, and yanked him off the hay tossing him aside.

"Get the fuck off my hay." He gritted to the guy.

"Where is she?" All he could think about was the little pain in his ass who was responsible for this. The guy he pulled off the hay immediately pointed towards an old wooden outhouse away from the barn.

Simon rolled his eyes, sucking in a sharp breath. "If I come back and any of you are still here." He looked over everyone.

"I will not hesitate to shoot you for trespassing."

Safe to say, everyone in the barn scrambled out of the barn at that very second. Simon turned on his heels and stalked over to the outhouse, where he saw you leaning up against the outside with a guy's hands roaming your body, making out.

"What the fuck were you thinking?" You jumped at the sound of his voice, pushing the guy on you off your body.

"Sim—"

"Don't." He moved closer, standing directly in front of you, pointing his finger at you. "Don't Simon me."

"It's the Fourth of July, Simon. Lighten up."

"Do you realize your idiot friends spilled hundreds of dollars worth of grain and fucked with your dad's equipment?" All he had to do was glance at the guy just kissing you for him to go scurrying off.

"Shit, I shouldn't have left them alone. I wasn't thinking." You curse, looking up at him to meet his eyes.

"Ya, you're right." He stepped closer.

“You don't think." He gritted out before continuing.

"You're impulsive. Reckless."

Your eyes widen at his words. Who does this guy think he is? "Don't forget you work for me."

He lets out a deep, dry chuckle. "Actually, I work for your dad." 

"Whatever." You scoff as you take a step to walk past him.

"We are not done talking." He reaches out to grab your wrist; you swiftly turn your head to look up at him.

"I'm done listening to you." You grit out, eyes full of anger.

"Oh, is that it?" He scoffs out as you take a step away, only to trip over a wide hole in the ground, making both of you topple over, him falling on top of you. He's quick to plant a hand on the ground before, so his entire body weight isn't on you.

After you recognize the pain from the fall, you look up at Simon, who's on top of you, eyes boring into yours. Your pulse increases at the proximity, and your breath becomes more shallow.

His eyes blazed with fury, yours full of irritation. You can't help but glance at his lips, hovering not too far away from your own. This little action made him lose it. His self-control was already hanging on by a single thread, and the look you gave was what finally cut through. His lips crashed onto yours with such force that it took your air away.

It wasn't gentle or tender. It was desperation, months of built-up vexation. It was downright sinful.

You gasp once his lips meet yours but quickly return the sentiment. Your hands move to glide through his light hair, gently tugging on the roots, making him groan.

He yanks his cowboy hat off as he grips your waist to flip you so you are now on top of him, straddling his waist as he sits up.

"I thought you didn't like me." You smugly remark as he connects his lips to the side of your neck, and his hands start undoing buttons on your top.

"Like has nothing to do with this." He murmurs into your neck, lightly nipping at your sensitive skin, making you sigh.

"Keep telling yourself that, Cowboy." You jest, grabbing the back of his neck bringing him back up to your lips, already greedy for another taste of him.

He continues working on undoing your top buttons as his tongue collides with yours, and your teeth graze his own.

He cups your breast over the fabric of your bra as soon as he gets the buttons undone, making you whimper. His hand slips down to grip the fat of your ass as he leans in so his lips are lightly grazing your ear.

"You do it on purpose, don't you?" You could feel the roughness of his voice so close to your ear. You leaned into his lips grazing your ear.

"Do what?" You breathe out as his hand roams from your ass to the front of your belt, gently unclasping your belt buckle.

"You playin' dumb now?" He questioned, gently nipping at your ear lobe. The sensation made you let out a low moan before roughly grabbing his face and connecting your lips back to his.

He matched your hungry kiss, reciprocating an even hungrier one of his own as he tossed your belt off to the side and slid off your pitiful excuse for jean shorts down past your thighs.

He quickly undid his belt buckle and threw it off to the side, sliding his jeans down.

"You have no idea how long I've wanted to do this." You breathe out, reaching between the two of you to release him from the confines of his boxers.

His mouth went dry at your touch. "Do what exactly?" He choked out as you carefully pumped him up and down.

"Ride you." You casually said as you slipped your already-soaked thong to the side to accommodate him. He could have come at your words. He almost did, but a quick relay of the steps to clean an AR-15 suppressed the urge. 

You grip him and slip him inside your dripping cunt, hissing at the contact. He grips your hips and gently sinks you lower, groaning as you grind into him. 

He brought his face closer to plant deep, wet kisses on your lips before groaning into your mouth as you continued your movements. "Fuck. Just like that." 

Your entire body erupted with goosebumps, and your nipples hardened at the sentiment. You grip his shoulders tightly, but before you pick up your pace, you hear a familiar truck pulling up to the gate of your family's ranch.

"Is that—" You begin before he thrusts into you, making you moan and throw your head back.

"So fuckin' sensitive." He leaned into your exposed neck and licked a strip up to your lips that were slightly parted. 

"Better come quick, sweetheart." He pants, gently bouncing you up and down on his cock, fingers digging into the tender flesh on your hips. 

"Wouldn't want your parents to see you riding me. Would you now?" You let out a pathetic whimper, bringing your hand down to swirl circles on your aching clit, while he wraps a strong arm around your waist to hold you in place as he drills himself into you.

Each thurst, each swirl of your finger, made you feel a sense of nirvana you didn't even know was possible to get to. It was pure bliss. That and his dirty tongue were spewing such filthy words that were making you wetter than you ever knew was possible.

"Tell me you're about to come because—” His pleading voice sends a final wave of heat through you.

"Fuck. Yes, I'm coming." You yelp, slipping your fingers through his hair and pulling on the light roots again. He silently curses as he comes, gripping you tighter and pressing your chest against his own.

By the time both of your orgasms subside, he silently and gently eases you up to assist you in pulling your thong and jean shorts back on. Then, he casually fixes his jeans and grabs his belt to put back on.

You glance at him, picking up his cowboy hat from the ground and carefully wiping off some dirt that had gotten on it. Though he doesn't slip it back on his head, as a shock to you, he places the hat on your head. It was a little big on you, so it fell a bit more in the front, slightly covering your eyes.

"Keep it.” He says, bending down to pick up your belt and buckle, gently slipping it around your waist and clasping it. He gently pats the buckle clasped in the front, then looks down at you before speaking.

"You earned it."

a/n: who the fuck even wrote this

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