“I hate waste, absolutely hate waste,” the distiller told Helen Shield on ABC Radio Hobart. “That bucket in the middle of the room with all the dregs of the wine and everyone’s spit in it, that’s a waste, that’s going to get tipped down the drain. I said ‘If I took that [spit bucket] home and distilled it and brought it back next year, who would drink it?’ and I think everybody’s hands went up.”
Bignell then arranged with the organizers of Rootstock to collect the wine dregs after the conference, with the aim to distill it. “We got 500 liters of wine,” Bignell told ABC Radio Hobart. “There were bits of bickies and cheese and the odd bit of beer in there.”
Rather than ship the 500 liters of spittoons back to his distillery in Tasmania, Bignell found the nearest distillery to the event and used their equipment to process the dregs. Twelve months later, Bignell had transformed the spit bucket wine into an 80-proof clear spirit called Kissing A Stranger, with a taste comparable to unaged brandy. He brought most of the beverage to the 2017 Rootstock festival, last November, but also left some to age.
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I have eaten and drunk some mighty odd stuff, but here I draw the line.
If these idiots sell this stuff the next place they will go is the toilet. They need to be stopped now.
I need to write down the names of these people so I don’t buy any of their shit. Which literally could be shit.
Makes being a non-drinker very appealing.
I will gladly maintain control over the brewing of my own personal alcoholic beverages.
The same kind of people that would buy this are the same kind that are buying unfiltered or treated water in SF.
Yumm..
What’s next? Glory Hole toothpaste?
That’s nasty! One more reason why I don’t drink.
Gag a maggot …
AHH! Goes good with my V-jay-jay
yeast bread ARRRGGGG BARFFF ROLLLFFFF….
Taking everything to a ridiculous extreme seems to be the new normal. Now its to the point it has become disgusting.
Reminds me of the old west bar joke about a the tough guy harrassing the town drunk.
He told the bum he’d give him a dollar coin if he would take a sip out of the spittoon.
The bum agreed, picked up the spittoon, then proceeded to drink the whole thing!
The grossed-out tough guy said: “Hey, I never said you had to drink the whole thing! What’s wrong with you?”
The bum said: “I couldn’t help it. It was all connected”
That’s snot funny.
Bartender, give me a whiskey with a spit chaser?
Brilliant.
Wouldn’t it make more sense to recycle spit-ethanol into vehicle fuel and reserve all that gloriously pure corn from the American Midwest for human consumption?
Where is the photo of that little girl making a disgusted face? That is the expression on my face while reading this article. Gross!
I hate to be the voice of rationality here, but y’all do realize that wine and beer are nothing more than the strained liquid portion of rotting fruits and grains, right?
If you’re drinking beer or wine, you’re drinking the excrement of yeast and bacteria.
Sure, this distilled spit idea is gross, but let’s be real here. You eat and drink plenty of gross things every day.
Cheese is rotten milk.
Mushrooms grow in shit.
Hot dogs, sausages, the ground beef in your burger? What part of the animal do you think that meat comes from? Those “edible” sausage casings? You do know they’re intestine, which means you’re eating a tube that used to be quite literally full of shit.
Hell, even the “good” cuts of meat – you’re eating a dismembered corpse.
Gross is relative.
Happy eating!
As long as it’s not limburger cheese, head cheese, lutefisk, baloots, cow tongues and hearts, tripe or haggis it’s all good.
Anybody up for some thunder mug squeezin’s?