Jack, do you never sleep does the green still run deep in your heart? Or will these changing times, motorways, powerlines, keep us apart? Well, I don’t think so I saw some grass growing through the pavements today.
—Ian Anderson
June 15th, 2006
Mash left behind in the carboy after the initial fermentation of the Waning Moon Tavern’s Connubial Bliss Barleywine.
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