Feet of clay and chest of stone. We are flawed beings, haphazardly steering through the complexities of life, as best we can. Let this be a reminder of our innate fallibility and imperfection. A time to embrace, show grace, and make amends where necessary. Brewed with 2-row and oats. Double-dry hopped with El Dorado, Motueka, Mosaic, and a dash of Cascade. Memories of Sierra Mist stuck to everything, lemonheads and pineapple hard candies, and a dose of fresh-squeezed morning juice.