O Willie brew’d a peek o’ maut,

And Rob and Allan cam to see;

Three blither hearts, that lee-lang night;

Ye wad na found in Christendie.

We are na fou, we’re nae that fou,

But just drappie in our ee;

The cock may craw, the day may draw,

And ay we’ll taste the barley-bree.

- Robert Burns.

At present, The Prodigal has a mighty total of four fermenters.

If it’s the kind of thing which interests you, here’s what’s cooking right now: