The lady I got the scoby from has about 10 different brews going and wanted me to sample full cups of each. I felt like I was going to blow up but I also got the impression that she wanted to make sure I am actually into brewing my own tea before she handed over the slimy stuff. I packed it all into a jar cushioned with winter scarves and peddled to the nearest store to buy five pounds of sugar to get the scoby party started.
