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    Laurelwood Wry Pale Ale Deep in the heart of ancient woods, modern instrumentalists are devising songs of  grandeur and epic scale. Wielding axe-and-hammer melodies like the bards of Sherwood Forest, the band Midlake takes a set brake. They gnaw dried meat and gaze forlorn into the glowering fog of midmorning. You are stunned by their significant musical contribution to this ethereal setting but recover enough to offer them an appropriate thirst quencher—this wry ale from the woods of Laurel. Hundreds of years later, skeptics will say anecdotal evidence suggests there may or may not have actually been beer. Or musicians.  Or forests. Rather dower, no? Thankfully, future archaeologists will rescue our groggy, sobering culture by unearthing historical kegs, labeled “LAURELWOOD” in fading, rusty orange. Huzzah! A clear and tasty indication of rye, malts, heavy carbonation and fruit juice flavors. All consumptive observations perfectly consistent with the (badly) written records of early 21st century. Damn the skeptics! A final note from the future: though limited in the scale of its geographic distribution, the ale seemed to have positively engulfed all cultures it contacted with beguiling inventiveness and pleasantly warm syrup feelings. That and the ability to consume many Wry Pale Ale’s in one sitting. -Pedro Wooly

    Laurelwood Wry Pale Ale

    Deep in the heart of ancient woods, modern instrumentalists are devising songs of  grandeur and epic scale. Wielding axe-and-hammer melodies like the bards of Sherwood Forest, the band Midlake takes a set brake. They gnaw dried meat and gaze forlorn into the glowering fog of midmorning. You are stunned by their significant musical contribution to this ethereal setting but recover enough to offer them an appropriate thirst quencher—this wry ale from the woods of Laurel.

    Hundreds of years later, skeptics will say anecdotal evidence suggests there may or may not have actually been beer. Or musicians.  Or forests. Rather dower, no?

    Thankfully, future archaeologists will rescue our groggy, sobering culture by unearthing historical kegs, labeled “LAURELWOOD” in fading, rusty orange. Huzzah! A clear and tasty indication of rye, malts, heavy carbonation and fruit juice flavors. All consumptive observations perfectly consistent with the (badly) written records of early 21st century.

    Damn the skeptics!

    A final note from the future: though limited in the scale of its geographic distribution, the ale seemed to have positively engulfed all cultures it contacted with beguiling inventiveness and pleasantly warm syrup feelings. That and the ability to consume many Wry Pale Ale’s in one sitting.

    -Pedro Wooly

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