A meteor shower of grapefruits, limes, and muscat grapes; an afterglow of honeysuckle; this strong pale sparkles with juicy, Australian Galaxy hops and a feisty, fruity Belgian yeast.
In football jive, a play called on the fly; in brewing, a slap-dash kitchen-sink mash-up of wheat, sweet barley, and loads of bright bitter tangerine-and-carrot-top-like Simcoe, Citra, and Cascade ...
The soothing spice of ginger, the earthy sweetness of vanilla, and twangy lilt of lemon, make one harmoniuos, uplifting brew, warming and refreshing at once.
Japanese for "tea," Ocha flickers golden bright, like a San Francisco summer morning, warming up with bursts of lemony Sorachi Ace hops, and finishing with a dusky hint of bergamot from an infusion...
Golden as the last rays of summer sun, glinting off the water; sweetly crisp as the first apples of fall, and kissed with a touch of cooling cedar wood.