The silken hoppy doors of perception shine on through realms of bliss. Embraced inside the sweet delight there is funky mojo risin’. A new IPA awakes (into this house it’s born). Relaxed American pale malts set the tempo, red wheat flakes and oat flakes crust the texture and let it roll baby, roll. Smells like scattered sun through wet tropical forests, fruit punch and apricot. Tastes like cantaloupe, sugar and peach, toned down citrus flavors, pineapple tepache, resin & mango.