Bringing beer to an island is beer loser shit, but bringing this beer takes it to bold new “grandma’s basement” levels.

The Beinnys in Kauai has everything. Even 446 bottle brewery-only releases for the haters.

Kauai is on that Phenomenology of Spirit tip. Hegel swag for sheeze.

Vermont has sick distro.

And with that Farmers Reserve 3, I shoot it out with Fivel.

Cellar stay on too fat, no strawberries no lipo.

Lactic, delicious, more gentle than Cascade and more balanced. You can smell and…OH SHIT, you can actually taste strawberry. That insoluble fibrous motherfucker. Very well done, but the “worst” of the Farmers Reserve. Which is saying very little because this is fucking awesome.

VT to that HI homie, loading shells in the gauge.

Srs mantittied dilemmas

Not as incredible as ss4 but still very good, very clean dry mouthfeel and the bouquet is off the charts sticky icky. High on them D’s

Swerve

It’s like Live Oak Hef lite. Lemon with a subtle wheat backbone. Washes away in an ethereal splash welcoming you to drill 2 liters no problem.

Not complicated, just refreshing as the day is long.