⌂ > Brooklyn Bel Air Sour

Well, Bel Air, of course - Drew’s beautiful old car. Big, yet graceful and light on its feet. Racy and maybe even a little bit dangerous, but also effortlessly cool, breezy and undeniably compelling. Okay, so watch this magic trick - a thrilling jolt of tartness up front opens onto a riot of tropical fruit, courtesy of our lacto, our ale yeast, and a generous helping of Amarillo dry-hopping. Soft barley malts, wheat and spelt keep things dry and refreshing, and the whole thing comes together like a blend of Champagne, hops, and an unusually good pineapple. 5.8%abv