A confession straight from the hop farm. 42 Sins is brewed with fresh Alora hops, grown in Oregon’s Willamette Valley. Notes of stone fruit, citrus, and pine waft through a fresh cut field. Crisp, sharp, and dank, this Pale Ale is worth the Sin.
The forty-two declarations were not pleas. In the Hall of Ma’at the dead did not beg, they itemized. I have not stolen. I have not caused suffering. I have not held back the water in its season. Forty-two judges, forty-two statements, and Anubis already at the scale with the feather resting in the pan. The Egyptians understood something most theologies work hard to avoid. Judgment is not a mood. It is an inventory, taken at a fixed hour, and the hour does not move to suit you.
Harvest keeps the same kind of appointment. The bine does not consult your calendar. There is a stretch in late summer when the cones come in heavy with oil and the whole valley smells like a cut field, and that window closes on its own terms whether or not anyone is ready for it. What comes off the trellis in those few days is simply what there is. There is no arguing with the scale and there is no arguing with the harvest. Both of them arrive, weigh what is put in front of them, and move on.
A fresh hop beer is a confession in exactly that sense. Nothing in it is hidden. No kilning to round the edges off, no warehouse, no long patient storage to make a rough year presentable. The hop goes in the way it came out of the field, green and damp and entirely unrepentant, and whatever it actually is turns up in the glass. If the season was generous, you taste that. If it was not, you taste that too. The heart goes on the scale as it is.
Fresh Hop 42 Sins is a Fresh Hop Pale Ale at 5.8% ABV, brewed with fresh Alora hops grown in Oregon’s Willamette Valley. Stone fruit, citrus, and pine drift through a fresh cut field, and it finishes crisp, sharp, and dank. A confession straight from the hop farm, offered once a year, and worth the sin.
