Yes, Asheville beer drinker? There’s a call for you. IT’S RYEHOPPER.

Even as I write this, now, at 1016 hours on the AM of 11 December 2012, a batch of Ryehopper is filtering. Just speaking for myself? I’m excited. I’m happy to be here today. I’m going to have a pint or two later on. Might even fill up a growler. It will not be hard to decide what to fill the growler with, even allowing for the fact that I’ll have SIX FREAKING OPTIONS, because owing to some hops shortages we haven’t been able to brew Ryehopper for way too long. You know what I’m talking about.

I know you’re out there.

You, and you, laden with your growlers, coming in, surveying the options, sighing, saying, “No Ryehopper?” or “Still no Ryehopper?” or “When are you guys gonna get Ryehopper back on?”

Merry Christmas, all ye thirsty hopheads. Flock ye hence to our intimate little bar. Tote ye your empty growlers. Come ready. Get sated. Leave happy.