Special Hours Thanksgiving Eve 12-5pm...

It all started in the summer of 2005. Dan was encouraged by his Aunt Nancy to head to Denmark for 10 days with his 2 cousins to do some "on the ground research" regarding the family genealogy. He left Deb back in Massachusetts with infant twin girls just over a year old. He on vacation, Deb in baby work world. So, he, being the thoughtful husband, brought back for Deb a ceramic bottle of "Viking Mead." "Viking Mead??"  She scratched her head. Very romantic (??). Never heard of mead. He (being testosterone laden) thought it looked cool. Deb (being full of estrogen) thought it a waste of money (She would have loved a lovely old vine zin at that point being by herself with 2 "busy" babies to look after while he was gone "researching.") So, there it sat on the liquor shelf along with all the other half used weird booze one buys for a specific cocktail you only use once.

Fast forward several months...

"Hey, what is this?" as he dug deep into the pantry.  There is was, no worse for wear, a bit dust coated, but "well aged." We opened it, lacking that lovely old vine zin of which Deb spoke, and poured 2 glasses. We sniffed. We sipped. We were HOOKED. Mead was amazing! It was not the sweet syrupy drink we assumed it was! Delicious. "We can make this!" He said with a smirk. The rest, as they say, is history.

We had always been beer brewers - started that in grad school as a hobby and to save some money. But mead and wine was to follow. Dan tried his hand at all sorts of wine, some good, some okay, some, well, good for cooking. Mead creating soon followed the wine. Neighbors came to sample and give feedback. "This smells like dirty socks." "Wet sponges?" "Nice fruit overtones." These are some of the comments overheard on our deck among or many friends. Dan became the "mad scientist," keeping dutiful log notes about quantities , measurements, temperatures, and fermentation activity. Honey was ordered by the bucketful. Spice racks were gone over and perused and spices chosen. Kids were shooed out of the basement. We waited. We watched the bubbling. We waited some more.  And then we sipped. Pure bliss!  He did it!  The hard work had paid off!

So, now many years down the road, we are ready to share our passion for mead with others. We hope you will come and check us out, come tour the production room, partake in the tasting room, and hopefully support our honey nano-winery!

Grand Opening A Success!!

So, we built it and you came... in DROVES!

Such a wonderful turn out of the mead curious and the mead starved!  We had several crew on hand to help us welcome you. 

After our ribbon cutting ceremony by the

Ipswich

Chamber of Commerce

, Orville delighted the

sipping crowd and folks wandered throughout our production area asking great questions.  And they chatted with our apiarists and bee educator about bees, hives, and bee conservation.  Over the 3 days, 356 of you tasted a flight, and MANY of you went home with a bottle - OR TWO!  We could not have asked for a better jump start!

 

We feel so fortunate to have been welcomed so warmly on 3 Short Street.  We have loved this town for so many reasons - but you all gave us an additional one this weekend!  And we thank you!

If you missed out on the fun, fear not!  We will be open for tastings Thursdays and Fridays 2 - 7 pm, Saturdays 1 - 7 pm, and Sundays 12 - 5 pm.   Or call other times for appointment.

Here are some more pictures from the weekend fun...