Fluffier than a wool-making bovine fresh from the laundromat, more thunderous than a stampede of beer nerds at a new haze craze release, fancier than pearl snaps worn to a square-dance, Thunder Sheep tramples the palate with a storm of juice-driven hop waves.

A beer-child borne with our friends at The Half in Wilmington, NC, Thunder Sheep crackles with notes of pineapple mimosas on a breezy beach morning. We hope you enjoy.