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how Florida is turning into Gilead right before our eyes, or how thoughts and prayers still don’t seem to be a panacea for police and gun reform – and how it’s hard to sleep right now, let alone dream, and have good dreams at that! Nope. This beer’s name is because it was brew number 1,111 – aka eleven eleven – which happens to be an early 00s emo lyric from an exceptionally cringey/whiney song that teenage Steve may or may not have used to sing at full volume while driving solo in his car. Well this just got awkward. So, this beer – we decided to give Vista hops (the newest public hop variety from the USDA) another shot and paired it with two Yakima classics – Citra & Simcoe – which resulted in notes of satsuma, white grapefruit, pine needles and “if it hurts you then I’m sorry please don’t think that this was easssyyyyyyyyy.” -Cloudburst Ver menos