‘Tis a far cry from reality to give in to these moments of lust. But then again, that’s exactly what we do. These shiny things are all we can see. The reason we began making beer is forged within the harvest of these tiny flowers and their magnanimous bounty. Mashed with oats. Double Dry Hopped with an absurd amount of resinous freshly-picked wet hop cones from Hop Head Farms. This season we selected late harvest Chinook and early harvest Cashmere to paint your palate with loads of freshly scooped pineapple, lime sorbet, limoncello and all the Kush you could imagine.