The hoppy warriors are itching for a duel. Hazy from the puffs of 8 Buddhas the house of the green leaves is ready to bang and by any means necessary it’s on. Energy from the Northeast snatchin’ the hammer from Thor, knocking Odin off his horse and choking Hercules out with his own chains. You 'bout to feel the chronicles of the milk sugar bionical. Triticale, blended base malts, white wheat, crystal oats and the dry hop mathematics, Nelson Sauvin, Simcoe cryo & Citra. Notes of jackfruit, over-ripe cantaloupe, a touch of mango, swishes of white wine grape with a steady breakin’ bitterness.
MALT: Pale, Pilsner, Crystal Oats, White Wheat, Triticale, & Flaked Oats
HOPS: Nelson Sauvin, Simcoe Cryo & Citra
MISC: Local Wildflower Honey
* contains lactose