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Beer List: October 17-22.

IT’S SPOOKY HALLOWEEN BEER SEASON! GOTTA CATCH’ EM ALL…AND CATCH SOME THRILLS, CHILLS AND FRIGHTS…IF U DARE…

  • Demon Summoner: It’s a smoky German rauchbier! Goetia some! 6.66% ABV.
  • Liquid Toast  An american wheat beer made for sweater season rather than sweaty season. Darker and maltier than the average american wheat, with a strong toasted sourdough bread character. 5.3% ABV. 
  • Pickle Evader. We turned Fuzzy Pickles up to 11 on this one.  9.4% ABV.   
  • Gruit out of Hell. The sirens are screaming, and the fires are howling
    Way down in the valley tonight
    There’s a man in the shadows with a gun in his eye
    And a blade shining oh so bright
    There’s evil in the air and there’s thunder in the sky,
    And a killer’s on the bloodshot streets
    And down in the tunnels where the deadly are rising
    Oh, I swear I saw a young boy down in the gutter
    He was starting to foam in the heat
    Oh, baby you’re the only thing in this whole world
    That’s pure and good and right
    And wherever you are and wherever you go
    There’s always gonna be some light,
    But I gotta get out, I gotta break out now
    Before the final crack of dawn
    So we gotta make the most of our one night together
    When it’s over, you know,
    We’ll both be so alone
    Like a gruit out of hell I’ll be gone when the morning comes
    When the night is over, like a gruit out of hell, I’ll be gone, gone, gone
    Like a gruit out of hell I’ll be gone when the morning comes
    But when the day is done
    And the sun goes down
    And the moonlight’s shining through
    Then like a sinner before the gates of Heaven
    I’ll come crawling on back to you
    I’m gonna hit the highway like a gruittering ram
    On a silver-black phantom bike
    When the metal is hot, and the engine is hungry
    And we’re all about to see the light
    Nothing ever grows in this rotting old hole,
    And everything is stunted and lost
    And nothing really rocks, and nothing really rolls,
    And nothing’s ever worth the cost
    Well I know that I’m damned if I never get out,
    And maybe I’m damned if I do,
    But with every other beat I’ve got left in my heart,
    You know I want to be damned with you
    If I gotta be damned, you know I want to be damned
    Dancing through the night with you/
    Well if I gotta be damned, you know I want to be damned,
    Gotta be damned, you know I want to be damned
    Gotta be damned, you know I want to be damned
    Dancing through the night,
    Dancing through the night,
    Dancing through the night with you
    Oh, baby you’re the only thing in this whole world
    That’s pure and good and right
    And wherever you are and wherever you go
    There’s always gonna be some light,
    But I gotta get out, I gotta break out now
    Before the final crack of dawn
    So we gotta make the most of our one night together
    When it’s over, you know,
    We’ll both be so alone
    Like a gruit out of hell I’ll be gone when the morning comes
    When the night is over, like a gruit out of hell, I’ll be gone, gone, gone
    Like a gruit out of hell I’ll be gone when the morning comes
    But when the day is done
    And the sun goes down
    And the moonlight’s shining through
    Then like a sinner before the gates of Heaven
    I’ll come crawling on back to you
    Then like a sinner before the gates of Heaven
    I’ll come crawling on back to you
    Well I can see myself tearing up the road, faster
    Than any other boy has ever gone
    And my skin is raw, but my soul is ripe,
    And no one’s gonna stop me now, I’m gonna make my escape
    But I can’t stop thinking of you,
    And I never see the sudden curve until it’s way too late
    And I never see the sudden curve until it’s way too late
    Then I’m down in the bottom of a pit in the blazing sun,
    Torn and twisted at the foot of a burning bike,
    And I think somebody somewhere must be tolling a bell
    And the last thing I see is my heart, still beating,
    Breaking out of my body and flying away
    Like a gruit out of hell
    Then I’m down in the bottom of a pit in the blazing sun,
    Torn and twisted at the foot of a burning bike,
    And I think somebody somewhere must be tolling a bell
    And the last thing I see is my heart,
    Still beating still beating
    Still beating still beating
    Breaking out of my body, and flying away
    Like a gruit out of hell
    Oh, like a gruit out of hell
    Oh, like a gruit out of hell
    Oh, like a gruit out of hell (I’ll be gone when the morning comes)
    Oh, like a gruit out of hell (I’ll be gone when the morning comes)
    Oh, like a gruit out of hell.  6.66% ABV.
  • Saison of the Wyche. Black saison for a black season. 8.0% ABV. 
  • Meteor IPA. Flagship IPA from the brewery least likely to have one. 5.0% ABV. 
  • Gratzer. Weirdo style from Poland, wheat beer made with oak-smoked malt. 8.0% ABV. 
  • AIPA: Bof, ça sufice. 5.0% ABV.
  • Mild Ale: A polite beverage fermented with molasses. 4.73% ABV.
  • Coriander IPA:  Jeff came up with this one and it rules really hard. 5.4% ABV.

GUEST TAPS

  • NaSTLy Sour Brown: Collaboration with all the lady brewers in the STL area. 100% of proceeds go to Planned Parenthood. $5
  • Seattle Semi-Sweet Cider. Gluten free! $5
  • Stag. Steak, taters and gravy. Pints only. $3.

On-deck: Bogdan, World’s Strongest Ale, Midnite Mass (if you’re lucky), some other shit IDK.