We’ve been saving this joint for a special occasion. Come clash with the titans. To the east, driver to the east. Funk doctor and the phenom, the clan and the squad assemble to bump this br-r-r-r-r stick 'em, ha-ha-ha stick 'em haze-matic hoppy po sessed IPA. Smell the dough we cookin’. Irish ale malt for old country context, North Cackakacky triticale, and some Anglo-Scottish crystal oats touch up and shape the malt base. This is homegrown for all the hoppy mammals, DDH of Citra, Mosaic and Vic Secret lift together and bump that juicy noise. Bright and sweet with notes of peach, nectarine, clementine, and mandarin orange juice.
MALT: Pale, Pilsner, Oats, Munich
HOPS: Citra, Mosaic & Vic Secret