I think I can shed some light on this particular subject. In a former life, I belonged to the pharoahs(sp) beer making slaves. After a really good batch, (it was a new art and not quite perfected yet) some of us were chosen as testers. We would be given 100 bottles which, of course, were lined up against the wall. We would then each take one bottle and pass it around and each give our thoughts on that bottle. Well, we had to keep count somehow!!

Bye the way. If any of us were still standing when that last bottle went down, it was considered an imperfect batch and the brewer was punished. Sometimes we went down on purpose. But only if the brewer was a good guy, and the beer was tasty.

There you are!

Love, Annamill