It’s hot. As I write the beads of moisture are sliding slowly down the now empty white can adorned with the colorful Blackberry Farm Brewery logo. The ceiling fan on the screen porch gently moves the moderately humid East Tennessee air while my children play with the garden hose in the backyard. Late spring – almost summer – in the south.
When I first heard about this beer I was standing in the tasting room of Blackberry Farm Brewery. In conversation with Matty Hargrove that we both discovered I hadn’t tried this beer yet. Of course, the next pint, Yallarhammer. As a once aspirational fly fisherman, I recalled this name as associated with a fly. While I always loved wading in the waters, the rhythm of the rod and the line, the peace and quiet of nature, I was always amazed at how quickly I would go through flies. As a then college student, it was the cost of these flies that would limit my time in the water. Now, as I held a pint in the tasting room and again today, my mind wan
Source: Knox Beer Snobs
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