To leave everything. To risk everything.
To live a nightmare. To lose loved ones.
To arrive somewhere. To feel alone.
To learn a new life. To mourn your old life.
We have created this beer as a mark of respect to refugee women the world over.
A crisp, salty sour, with a watermelon sweetness drifting in, the sea salt was foraged from the English Channel.
We support Women for Refugee Women
Illustration by Erin Aniker
