You meet a hazy stranger one night. You take his hand and let him take you far away. You feel safe and sound, everything smells of fresh oranges, mangoes and a hint of pine. Suddenly it happens. The bitter sting, the citrus overload, the knife behind the curtain. You give in. You want more.
Malt - Maris Otter Extra Pale, Wheat, Carapils, Oats, Melanoidin
Hops - Citra, Simcoe, Mosaic
Yeast - House Yeast Show Less