Because there is no better time for creating the future than the present,
And no better place to do it than here, with all of you,
By the powers vested in us by the Almighty and any number of municipal permitting authorities,
We now proclaim this spot, on the corner of Flavor and the 44th Parallel, unto perpetuity:
WORTHY BREWTOPIA
And we vow that:
From these volcanic depths, suds will spout.
From this barren land, hop and herb gardens will flourish.
From this pumice field, plump trees will rise up to shade a Bavarian garden, where pints of frothy artistry will clank and laughter will ring out;
From this economic wasteland, Worthy Brewing will produce happy jobs, uniquely flavored brews, and colorful wood fired pizzas, each priced sustainably with occasional two fer one specials;
We will harvest Oregon's bounty—hops from the Willamette Valley; snow melt from the Cascades; and, one day we hope, barley from the high desert;
And we will harness the power of Sol, converting his sunlight into swirling wort and fragrant toppings;
And with the taste of Gaia-flavored ales tight on their tongues, the soul-patched hipster will sit down with the pot-bellied Budster;
And the lion shall find succor with the lamb, and possibly make room for fair hop maidens and long-haul truckers;
And Loki shall arm-wrestle Thor in brotherly love;
And the unshowered hiker home from the Badlands will trade furtive glances with the Stand Up Paddler still wet from the river;
And the glistening whippet climber shall sit with the burly fat tire descender, and they shall celebrate both the ups and the downs in life,
And Walt Whitman’s screwed up doors will finally be torn from their jambs;
And William Blake’s rich ugly old maid will taste Worthy’s nectar and unjacket her stifling prudence, and thus enlightened she will buy Oscar Wilde’s Mr. Gray a pint, and together they will praise Hell and Get to Heaven;
And Kesey will howl as Prefontaine rounds the final turn and Fosbury flops to new heights in a world where Gov McCall’s greenbelt just goes on forever and our kids are getting high on Linus Pauling’s salubrious Vitamin C;
And theories will be proposed with wild abandon; and questions will thrive and grow strong;
And embellished stories from Back in the Day shall drape themselves from the ceiling like the banners of a conquering tribe;
And Sarah Palin under the moonlight will do the love dance with Barack Obam – strike that…
And children shall be welcome here, and encouraged to eat their vegetables;
And the Red and the Blue shall be united by our unfiltered Wit;
And the land will blossom; and the brew will flow; and all will be found…
WORTHY.
February 24, 2012 Worthy Brewing Co. 495 NE Bellview Ave Bend, OR 97701
