Burial The Absolutely Baffling Cult of the Saucer

They emerge at dawn. A congregation that wanders through forest and open field. Adorned in dirt-stained devotion. Speaking in tongues beneath crooked pines. Hurling collisions of confidence and catastrophe. Perhaps the craving for unknown is why they endure this torture. A FWD collaboration with Pinthouse Brewing and Yakima Chief Hops. Mashed with wheat and oats. Dry-hopped with Superdelic, Mosaic, Nelson Cryo, and HBC 1183. We find this experimental varietal to contribute notes of lemon meringue, jasmine, and sweet herbal hops, boosting the blueberry gelato, passion fruit nectar, and sauvignon blanc grape must characters of the others utilized here.