This is what the very cute guy asked the lady next to me at the Renaissance Faire this August. I loved it but I think she was kind of offended. If he had asked me, I would have said loudly, “Mead Virgin! And do you think to deflower me, my lord?”
I’m going away from now until Sunday, so I just wanted to leave you guys with something. See you next week!
I would have said whatever got me the mead fastest … but it’s my experience that proclaiming yourself a slut at Faire is a fantastic way to meet people.
I’ve tasted mead about 3 times, so not quite a virgin., but I’ve only tasted it. Once it was so sweet it made my teeth hurt, another time it was a bit too strong of an alcohol flavor (yes, a little like turpentine) and another time it was juuuust right. But I have yet to have an entire glass (mug, flask, goblet?) of it for myself.
I was actually thinking of buying a bottler recently and try a little more than a taste but I have no clue on how to buy mead.
It depends on how it gets made of course. I made a batch 3 years ago that became really nice after 2.5 years. Before that it was very alcoholic, very “fiery”. Remember Alcool? Something like that, but once mead mellows, it becomes very nice.
As far as I’m concerned mead is one of those really stupid ideas that turned out to be really nice. Wait, I swear that metaphor wasn’t there when I conceived that sentance.