cloudy copper body, trace white head decent lacing
Spiteful Brewing was founded in January 2010 by Brad Shaffer and Jason Klein. While the brewery is new, we have known each other since we were kids. It was a friendship that started instantly following a spiteful incident during a hockey game on the pond. Initially home brewing in the kitchen on a stove, we’ve slowly upgraded our system as we gained experience and understanding of the brewing process. We now have a Brewery from Portland Kettle Works with a 2.5 BBL Brewhouse and 5 BBL Fermenters.
Black body, a couple fingers of tan foam that leave behind sheets of lacing all around the glass, and lasting surface coverage. Aroma is roasty but mellow, fairly faint. Charred pine needles.
Light-bodied IPA, packed with grapefruit flavor.
Listen to this! Martha had an affair with Bob! Bob is getting a divorce! John is getting fired! Kyle got out of jail! Quit gossiping and drink this India Pale Ale brewed with Victory Malt, a touch of wheat, and generously hopped with El Dorado for a tropical burst of flavor and aroma.
Don't fight it, Spite It! We see you on the Internet, pixelated and hungry for attention. You just posted a selfie, and can't wait for the validation. Beautiful. HOTT. SEXY. But not this time. This selfie is going to cost you a punch in the nuts and a loss of self-worth. We discovered that our honey IPA is a natural duck face repellent. Citric and dry, with a delightful addition of honey. Redeem yourself, wiener. Following our four easy steps in the only known cure for the selfie pandemic.
Don't fight it, Spite It! You don't want to work with Luke when he doesn't get a lunch beer. He's not himself, and his unquenchable thirst propels him into a blind rage. Raised on Wu-Tang in the frigid streets of NW Minnesota, his blood is the coldest shit out there. One time we ran out of lunch beers. Luke snapped his skateboard. He ate a lit cigarette. He even punched Norm. No bueno. So, put a few in the cooler. It's time for a lunch beer.