Back in highschool my old man made a batch of raspberry wine, it was awesome.
Shortly after spreading my wings I discovered beer, and quickly found that you got what you paid for.
I then went to cooking school, discovered that cooking for a living was work, and went back to college for computer science.
Meanwhile, as a previous poster said, I learned that with few exceptions I could cook at home for a fraction of the cost of going out to eat, get just as good if not a better produce, and since I drink a lot of beer I figured "what the heck?".
Nearly ten years later I've gone from extract recipes going into bottles, to making up all-grain recipes on the fly and putting them into corny kegs.
I've got a chest freezer being delivered soon that will be plugged into a gadget that converts it into a fridge, will be installing a tap as well (no more lifting the lid), planted my first rhyzomes today, and have three batches in secondary and one in primary.
There comes a time when one cannot differentiate between hobby and obsession, I will say no more....