These were never fantasies. They were installed in your mind. They were palpable illustrations of the world that would be. The existence within reach. A paradise we could all call our own. And not a single thing less. Championed by indisputably prolific teamwork with Other Half Brewing. Mashed with nothing but Pilsner and Pale malt, and whirlpooled with Cryo. Double dry-hopped with hand-selected Citra and Motueka.