Evocation Saison

Evocation hits you with this immediate orange-peel snap that doesn't soften—it builds into something almost peppery, like someone cracked white pepper into a Belgian witbier and let it age. The body's thin but wiry, not wimpy. There's a subtle honey note underneath that feels deliberate, not accidental. Finishes dry with a lingering citrus bite that makes you want another sip immediately.

Fernson Farmhouse Ale

Fernson tastes like someone actually brewed this on a farm, in the best way. It's got this subtle barnyard funkiness—not offputting, just *present*—mixed with a quiet mineral dryness that reminds you of hay and stone. The carbonation is softer, almost gentle. Less 'look at what I can do' and more 'here's what we make here.' Finishes clean but somehow dusty, like the terroir matters.