Losing sucks. But losing to someone you respect and forming a friendship out of it isn't such a bad thing. This is my tribute to Concrete River: The man, the myth, the mustache. I set out two months ago to make something delicious that didn't taste like anything in existence. This is the concrete river way and also my penance. I don't think any singular recipe has given me as much trouble as this one. I had to don my Concrete River skinsuit and it took over two months of pivoting, tweeking, and crying in defeat. I have a newfound respect for the Concrete River mixing style.
Created: October 23, 2017 (over 3 years ago)