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Helping Dads Escape the suffocating oppression of parenting
Everyone needs a hobby, interest and passion. For Mad Dads, it’s beer.
The kind of beer you want to be drinking when your daughter comes home at 2:03 AM, as if that’s cool. The sort of brew you need to be holding when you notice every thermostat in your house has been changed. The type of brew you keep on hand for when your son announces his burning passion to major in Urban Anthropology.
And Mad Dad’s are not OK with any of that!
And in times of Dad crisis, there’s one thing that soothes the soul, calms the spirit and slows down that pulsing vein. Exceptional, cold beer.
Join us, Dads. As we raise a glass to ourselves. To our lawns. To our power tools. And, most of all, to our kids.
And.., moms can be Mad Dads, too. Just grab a glass.
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We are Mad Dads.
Get out of the way, we’ll do it ourselves.
Eric, the Creative
2 Kids
2 Cats
2 Dogs
2 Ex-wives
There’s a pattern here…. If we could only figure it out.
The lead Mad Dad, challenging the collective to try something different and cast off the shackles of home ownership, suburban living and an unhealthy dependance upon The Home Depot.
The marketing madman behind the collective.
”My father is indeed mad”
-kid #2
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Mike, the Talent
Happily married with 2 kids and a house under perpetual construction, Mike works in… wait for it… construction. If we had real titles, Mike might be our brewmaster, being the only one who actually knows how to brew beer.
We all have really high hopes for what the Talent can bring to the collective. Seriously… we’re hoping for more than just bringing the big pot. So, step it up there, Mike!
"We’re pretty sure his wife is maddeningly out of his league.”
-Two other Dads
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Dave, the Business
Dave’s in it.
In it deep.
Dave’s real role seems to be the irresponsible word of caution. That guy who encourages you to jump off the cliff then screams at you “why did you do that!”
We fully expect Dave to be found drinking the beer and scrubbing the pots as he comes up with the next risky, financial step.
“Drumming isn’t a brewing skill, Dave!”
-Investors
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Charlie, the Science
Running global clinical trials is cool and all, but have you tried brewing your own beer? Where brains and intelligence fail, this Dad is not afraid to apply brute force.
Charlie will keep us OSHA compliant, within acceptable risk standards. He bring his own “X days without an incident sign,” three kids and 12 pints of stress.
Did we mention he was a bouncer in a former life?
“I literally have a degree in fermentation, idiot.”
-Charles
THE MAD BEERS
Not All the Beers are Bitter and Angry. Just Most.
“Not Dressed Like That, You’re Not!”
An IPA with a light hint of coffee. “Not Dressed…” features blond roasted coffee beans, ground roughly, cold brewed and added after fermentation to keep the notes from interfering with the hops to give a gentle taste without adding bitterness to the final flavor.
The beer “Mad Dad” Eric chooses when he has to stay at the top of his game and mellow out at the same time. We think this will pair nicely with long concert nights, teen birthday parties and forgotten anniversaries.
Current Status: READY
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“You’ll Get Nothing and Like it!”
A robust, malty stout skewing a little less sweet. Because that’s how beer was when we were young! Strong and bitter with a kick. The roasted flavor comes through as you unwind and contemplate the pleasure in scarcity. Simple. Unassuming. No bullshit.
“Mad Dad” Dave chose this beer for purity of it. Like drinking a thick loaf of toasted bread. It’s got presence. Like it or not. It’s what you’re getting.
Current Status: READY
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“Not in My House!”
A dry hopped IPA. Bitter, lightly aromatic and malty. This IPA is exactly the way IPA should be enjoyed. It doesn’t put on airs or pretend to be something other than it is - a hoppy, mildly bitter, drinking beer. Bitter… Like that feeling you get when you realize you have completely lost control of the situation and resort to stamping your feet and making empty declarations.
No one is listening.
No one cares.
That’s OK. IPA cares. IPA is always there for you and won’t let you down.
Current Status: READY
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“Over My Dead Body!”
Our first Irish Red. We’re looking forward to a pretty high ABV on this baby. Rich and malty with a bit of a creamy feel. Ok, that sounds a lot more disgusting when you say it out loud. Let’s try that again… Rich, malty with an lightly bitter follow that easy to swallow. Hey! That didn’t get better! C’mon…
It’s a high ABV Irish Red. You’ll probably love it.
Current Status: READY
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“The WiFi is Down!”
This pale ale is a bit on the floral, sweet side. Perfect for those moments when every family member crashes down on you because they have spent a micro-second without access to social media, streaming and gaming. A lighter beer that still has some strong body and feel.
Current Status: READY
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“My House. My Rules!”
Our first cider, this is an experiment of ginger and blood orange…. “My House. My Rules.” is distilled with a champagne yeast, yielding a very, very dry cider. Sort of like you wife’s reaction to your amazingly clever dad jokes. You know the reaction. It’s usually accompanied by an eye-roll or “mmhmmm.” Either way, you can laugh yourself stupid, ‘cause you’re dad!
Current Status: READY
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“Don’t Make Me Come Back There!”
It’s summer time and you know what that means! Trips in the car with humans who have poor senses of personal space. It’s not your air. You CAN make contact with another human and ignore it. Nobody has to pee that much. And for the love of Pete, what is that smell!
Oh ya… the cider. This is a double hopped, semi-sweet cider with strong florals including a little grapefruit. You’re reward for not committing a double murder, today.
Current Status: IN PROGRESS
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