Clouds of Mist

I hastened to Widmer today after hearing about the draft-only bounty, and was greated by cascading clouds of steam, scented magnificently with malt and hops. (I think it was hef, for it smelled wheaty and wholesome.) Man, do I miss that smell wafting over downtown. It was a cloudy day, so the mists sort of comingled beguilingly.

Anyhoo, here's a pic. More commentary on Teaser, Dortmunder, and an experimental-hop IPA tomorrow.