So, ya lookin’ for a little liquid cheer to help hammer a true SUCKFEST of a year into some vague, celebrational-ish shape? I gotcha, my sufferin’ brethren.
If you are going to push hard on the stylistic envelope and try to marry Lagers with Java, Luna Jo is what you pray you come out with.
This somewhat cloistered little city, out in the middle of the Central Oregon High Desert, is to brewing what Rome is to religion, Detroit is to cars, and Seattle is to dateless techies.
Deschutes Jubelale is one of the best beers in the world. It has been for thirty-one years. It doubtless will be for the next thirty-one.
This is a bottle of Magic…one of those beers. From one of those places. At one of those times when we all could really use a little touch of Something Wonderful.
This may be one of the most timely, most surprising, most cleanly flavorful, most wildly and compusively drinkable, and most purely delicious ales I’ve ever tasted from The Folks On Simpson.
“Black Mirror” is one of those works of brewing genius that steps out and announces itself as such in undeniable terms, instantly.
“Juicy Clearly Not Hazy” is a big, fat, JUICY milepost in the evolution of PNW brewing and it’s going to help change your mind about whether Life Without Fog is possible.