Half Moon Bay is Silicon Valley’s last unblemished gem. We have maintained a cultural distance from the frenetics of San Francisco, though we are only twenty miles abeam, and ten from SFO. Our agricultural surroundings are at the epicenter of sustainable existence, and one of the twentieth century’s richest culinary innovation centers. We have unfettered access to the most natural of ingredients, and pick-up-truck transit distances deliver our ingredients daily. We have sources for one-of-a-kind trappings, unheard of native species, and gnarly-looking heirlooms that may scare the kiddies, while delighting your palette. 

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We all have operating family farms in our parentages. So we wanted to create a distillation experience that explores our extended families’ crops, recipes and resourcefulness from their Prohibition years. We’re healthy-ish people who like to drink. We’re perfecting our thirteenth step with Jettywave. Over the years of running up and down our home street, we all traded recipes, door-dashed culinary surprises, spilled cocktails, toasted sunsets, and laughed prodigiously over weekly bonfires. Our kids can be seen cleaning up the Swell Lounge yard before they are allowed to surf. And Bondi the aussie thinks he is employee-of-the-month. We welcome those honest, funny and respectful to toast with us and explore your outer palette.