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Like that turd that just won’t go away, the hop aroma and flavor in this American IPA will linger with each glass you flush down your throat. As the beer swirls down the glass, admire the beautiful signature it leaves behind. Don’t worry if you can’t finish it all. Just leave the rest for somebody else. 

Take heed 'cause I'm a brewmaster poet, A vanilla porter's at the tap room, in case you didn't know it. Other brewers say “Damn”, if my beer was a drug I’d sell it by the gram. If there's an extra beer, yo I'll drink it. Raise your glass up high and I’ll clink it. 

Do you have an unquenchable thirst that needs to be terminated? Grab a glass of a malty Maibock and tell that thirst “Hasta la vista, baby.”  Will one glass be enough?  Who knows…the future has not been written.

We all know the beauty of an IPA, but have you ever gazed upon the clear golden liquid of an India Pale Lager? A beer so pure and organic you will want to be showered with it. There is no haziness or off-putting odors to ruin the flavor. Served up cold or at body temperature come down to the Tap Room and ask for your golden shower. 

We all know Karen, but have you met her cousin Beer Snob Kathy (with a K and not a C)? She claims to brew beer, but we all know she just does what her husband tells her to do. “This beer isn’t true to its style.” “Ewww…I don’t like black patent malt.” Don’t worry, this chocolate milk stout will soothe even the snobbiest Kathy. Served on nitro for an extra calming effect. 

Who is that strange man passed out at the end of the bar? You feel you’ve seen his face before. No matter. You order a cream ale with a hint of jalapeno heat that sneaks up on you. Sneaks up on you much like the guy from the end of the bar, who now has you embraced in a hug. He is rubbing your head and telling you how much he loves you. You start to feel special but then he’s gone, off to hug and love somebody else. What a creep.