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The New IPA: Scientific Guide to Hop Aroma and Flavor (Kindle Edition)
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avg rating 4.40 — 178 ratings — published 2019
The Hop Grower's Handbook: The Essential Guide for Sustainable, Small-Scale Production for Home and Market (Paperback)
by (shelved 1 time as hops)
avg rating 4.20 — 50 ratings — published 2015
For The Love of Hops: The Practical Guide to Aroma, Bitterness and the Culture of Hops (Brewing Elements)
by (shelved 1 time as hops)
avg rating 4.13 — 678 ratings — published 2012
The Beer Book (Hardcover)
by (shelved 1 time as hops)
avg rating 3.72 — 106 ratings — published 2008
Beer Manual: The practical guide to the history, appreciation and brewing of beer - 7,000 BC onwards (all flavours) (Owners' Workshop Manual)
by (shelved 1 time as hops)
avg rating 3.60 — 5 ratings — published 2013
“What's your enterprise of choice?"
Vane grinned. "Hops."
Patience blinked. "Hops?"
"A vital ingredient used to flavor and clarify beers. I own Pembury Manor, an estate near Tunbridge in Kent."
"And you grow hops?"
Vane's smile teased. "As well as apples, pears, cherries, and cob nuts."
Drawing back in her saddle, Patience stared at him. "You're a farmer!"
One brown brow rose. "Among other things."
Recognizing the glint in his eyes, she swallowed a humph.”
― A Rake's Vow
Vane grinned. "Hops."
Patience blinked. "Hops?"
"A vital ingredient used to flavor and clarify beers. I own Pembury Manor, an estate near Tunbridge in Kent."
"And you grow hops?"
Vane's smile teased. "As well as apples, pears, cherries, and cob nuts."
Drawing back in her saddle, Patience stared at him. "You're a farmer!"
One brown brow rose. "Among other things."
Recognizing the glint in his eyes, she swallowed a humph.”
― A Rake's Vow
“It was there! Gentle, gradual, but it was all there. The bosky earth, the pale moist scents of the sun-warmed air. The sweet tang of nearby cattle. The hundred green aromas this countryside had always brought her: ancient, dark green, leaf of oak and ash, sharp pine. The fresh and ever-present back-note of grass, herbal, mellowed by the residue of that morning's dew. And the hops, funky with spice, with the new wood and bright fruit of the vine.
They plunged into the kitchen garden, assailed then with a whole new section of the orchestra of green scents, plus a choir of floral top notes. Her eyes scanned between the flowers, the overgrown tendrils and thorns. What was edible? What was good?”
― Feast
They plunged into the kitchen garden, assailed then with a whole new section of the orchestra of green scents, plus a choir of floral top notes. Her eyes scanned between the flowers, the overgrown tendrils and thorns. What was edible? What was good?”
― Feast