Kalamazoo, Michigan, USA
Uranus detested his children. As soon as they were born, he forced them into Tartarus, a dark place deep beneath the surface of the earth. There, he brewed them into this beer!
It is pagan and arcane, with aromas of vanilla bean, malty forest moss, wet , cave stones. We are suspended for a moment before we drop in a starless night into a subterranean well filled with storm water. Then ginger and peppercorn lace the hops, curry spice and ash-laden black earth. Finally, magick runes on horse saddles. Do you hear the hoofbeats? Don't look behind you...it's Uranus!!
Uranus detested his children. As soon as they were born, he forced them into Tartarus, a dark place deep beneath the surface of the earth. There, he brewed them into this beer!
It is pagan and arcane, with aromas of vanilla bean, malty forest moss, wet , cave stones. We are suspended for a moment before we drop in a starless night into a subterranean well filled with storm water. Then ginger and peppercorn lace the hops, curry spice and ash-laden black earth. Finally, magick runes on horse saddles. Do you hear the hoofbeats? Don't look behind you...it's Uranus!!
