Take a 200 year old brewery in the civil parish of Bury St Edmunds in Suffolk, UK, craft an American style Pale Ale, christen it with the nickname of one of the most volatile geniuses of the jazz age, and flourish it with a logo that wouldn’t look out of place on a Lynyrd Skynyrd Album.        


What have you got? Greene King’s wonderful, Yardbird pale ale.        


Roll over Budweiser, tell Heineken the news, this bud, is not for you. There is a new sheriff in town and the self-styled king of beers just got outlawed.      


In the Kafka Street offices, Yardbird is the beer of choice. Refreshing, honey malted, butterscotch tinged and with that delicious subtle pay off on the finish of citrus and tropical fruit. Served ice cold, it is the perfect denouement to a day of writing activity in the creative crib.    


It’s cool, it’s stylish, it’s crafted with care, producing a zesty and tasty treat for the aficionado’s taste buds. A bit like us. Hop to it. Enjoy. Click To Tweet