A pint pour at the brewery with the fair daughter and her corgi, Howie. She and I were here several years ago on the day the place opened, we talked about that. The view of the brew is a clear dark gold with a consistent skim of off-white foam. It smells of toasted bread and the taste is grain, malt and a small touch of toffee. An average offering of the style, no criticism exactly because it is hard to rise to be extraordinary.