Nowhere In Particular Brewing Company

About

The hobos have long used breweries as a safe haven. After years of leaderless exile, they have finally crowned their king. With a backpack as his bindlestick, Charles Navillus glides from town to town like a better beer fairy, alighting on breweries and blessing them with his barley-based goodness. The King of the Hobos calls no brick-and-mortar his home. Instead, he rents unused fermentation capacity at established breweries, filling otherwise empty fermenters with high-octane magic. Not being shackled to a building allows Navillus as much freedom to create as he has to move. His beers dart from style to style, rarely brewing the same beer twice. Blink and you will miss him, with only archaic and incoherent hobo signs drawn in the sand as evidence of his having passed through.