One of my best HS friends lived with his old mother, grandmother, and great aunt. His mom wasn't ancient, but the other two were.
Anyway, these 3 ladies put up a tremendous amount of home made beer and wine every year. (My underage buddy and I drank some on the sly and it was not good, and that was after you strained all the debris from each bottle).
Anyway, one year well into the fermentation stage, about 250 bottles all exploded in the basement at the same time. The mess and stink was incredible. I didn't visit over there for many months.
My dad drank some homemade hooch whiskey in the Marines, and was blinded for an hour or two.
I'm sticking with store bought.
