Down in the hill country, west of Austin, there’s a brewery, on a ranch, nestled amongst the oak trees. Situated atop a natural aquifer--with, apparently, the right amount of salts to get a perfect, slightly tart, slightly hoppy, slightly malty profile--Jester King makes beers.
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“Each day mankind and the claims of mankind slipped farther from him. Deep in the forest a call was sounding, and as often as he…