Last time we we're in the Metro we picked up a sixer (growler purchase pending) of Fulton's Sweet Child of Vine and we have to say that not only is it local, it's approachable (stole that last part off their label) and down right drinkable. For the trained tongue there is plenty going on inside these bottles that shouldn't disappoint. Plus, the subtle hops taste means that you should be able to give this one to your grandmother and hopefully she'll enjoy it as well (provided you can get the near empty bottle of brandy out of her clenched fist).

There is something to be said for pulling off an IPA that appeals to the masses without tarnishing the whole thing by fueling a corporate campaign telling everyone how great their shit is. Hell, they're making an IPA that doesn't burn off your tongue in small craft batches without losing their focus on quality (read: drinking too much Furious or Abrasive). The guys at Fulton seem to run a tight, well organized ship. They support the local cycling community and have certainly grown in a manner that we can appreciate. If we gave thumbs for this stuff we'd absolutely put them both up in this case. So next time you're at the liquor store, be sure and get yourself some...or you can head on down to the brewery and get a growler like we plan to.

(for the record: yes, this is a hops holster)