Where to begin . . . I guess it’s actually an ending.

This weekend we officially say goodbye to our temporary retail counter space. No more back of the building retail pick up. No more hauling kegs in and out to set up the temporary draft taps. No more trying to brew while working around a bunch of things that were never intended to be in the production space.

It’s rather bitter sweet. The pandemic forced us to adapt to a situation that none of us could have foreseen, and we made it happen. The funny thing is that we’ve never, in the almost 2 years we have been brewing, had a single day with the workflow we had planned. We’ve always had to step over random equipment, building supplies, and accommodate a hundred situations made to drive just about anyone to distraction.

I’d like to say I’m going to miss the take out counter and shipping door summer taps but if I’m being honest, I’m not. I’m not complaining. I’m proud of how we got creative and adapted to the hand we were dealt, but no I’m not sad to see it go. Point of fact as soon as we closed last night I pulled everything apart, cleaned and stored away everything with utter glee. A year from now I might look back with fondness but we’ll see.

This week a new chapter begins with the taproom opening and retail sales happen at the bar. Very few things in life go the way we plan and we’ve had to stretch to the absolute limit of our creative problem solving, while exploring untold depths of patience.

We’ve built our taproom to be a place where walking in has all the feels of going to visit your best friend. It’s a place you love to visit because the beer is cold, there are friends old and new, and you know our going to have a great time no matter what.
See you soon.



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