People always ask how we ended up importing beer for a living. Like any good job, this one started with the dedicated pursuit of a cherished hobby: scaring up and throwing down the best beers in whatever part of the world we happened to be in. Between us, we’ve hunted undiscovered beers on every continent (save Antarctica) and bagged thousands of ‘em. It was brother Joel who first stumbled on the Cantillon Brewery in Brussels, where the beer is fermented with wild yeast borne on the open air. He became fast friends with the brewer and his family, and brought great quantities of their incredible lambic beer back home for the rest of us to enjoy. When we couldn’t find Cantillon in any stores here, we were forced to import it ourselves. The rest is rather boring history.