“If one never drinks with demons, thou shall never share the cup with an angel”

Light and dark, good and evil, sweet and bitter, the angel comes with a fist.

Not all sacred paths are ancient. This tradition of muscular hopped rustic ale dates back to the nineteen nineties. I know for some that is ancient. Fistfuls of noble European hops combined with our multi-strain farmhouse ale yeast dance over pilsner malt. Seductive Belgian fruit and spice followed by a whole garden of herbal hop bitterness.  

6%ABV 65IBU