Notes From the Tasting Room, Vol. 60
From The Tasting RoomHit the Links While Enjoying Your Drinks
The strange object appeared to have fallen from space, hurtling through the air before thrusting its staff into the earth like a Gold Rush speculator. It had chains and a basket and a silver pole, and someone had affixed a bunch of Captain Lawrence stickers to it.
Was it space junk? The flag of a conquering Viking splinter group? Soviet spy gear, perhaps?
“I don’t know what it is,” says Andrew Hansen from Bedford Hills, as he sipped the Grapefruit Pail, an American pale ale brewed with grapefruits and dry hopped with peels. “I feel like I should.”
His pal, Andrew Cascudo of West Hartford, Connecticut, is pretty confident he can identify the …







