Maybe not as much fun as a pants-on-fire cage match, but certainly as memorable and exciting as attempting to infiltrate the Kremlin after a garlic and chili pepper buffet. What’s that even supposed to mean? I have no clue. But what I do know is that we didn’t pull any punches with TL:M. Everything we could get our grubby mitts on went in the brew: chocolate rye and wheat, caramel rye and wheat, toasted buckwheat, blackstrap molasses, baker’s honey, milk sugar, cacao nibs from Ghana and Ecuador, and then we even set up a hardwood fire behind the brewery and roasted 30 pounds of marshmallows that made their way to the brew kettle. Boom. Your mission, should you choose to accept it….
Returns December ’18