What graces your palm is a quirky-kooky-kinky, cockeyed-crazy, peculiar, far-out, off-the-wall indulgence of a thing. It’s a clash between the unconventional, the untamable, the unrelenting and the undeterred; It’s frucky, freapy, greaky. It’s a weirdo with a beardo. In a world wrought with the customary, the orthodox, and the expected, this beer has run out of give-a-$h!t. …And you recognize this, because you’ve seen it before… “everything’s overlapping, the future and the past thing.” What comes next will be decided between you. And it will be exactly how it’s supposed to be.
FOEDER AGED FOR 14 MONTHS FINISHED IN SINGLE OAK CASKS FOR 3 MONTHS RESULTING IN NOTES OF CARAMEL AND VANILLA WITH A TART BACKBONE.