“Peachy”, in our minds, ran in the streets of Sidney in 1876-1880. She was an angel, in a dirty town, who was known to breathe life back into the lawless renegades that roamed these streets. Her breath was described as a peach tree in a dew-soaked spring grove. This golden ale embodies the the peach effervescent elixir that “Peachy” was know to emanate

Peachy Blonde Ale