"We didn’t have a lot of capital or investment and we all kind of met at Maria’s,” explains Edmar. "All these different brewers, some from the CHAOS club. We met Al Robertson at a Mash Tun Fest. This community formed around the bar. All these freaks and weirdos. These miscreants. These 'lumpens.'"

Once Edmar recognized the power of that small, passionate community, it was time, like so many of his other projects, be it a magazine, radio station, gallery, or brewery, to channel their energy into something tangible. And finding a space was critical.

"We looked all over Bridgeport at different garages and spaces that may or may not have worked. Everyone was crazy, or I was crazy, thinking that I should have been able to lease or purchase a building at a different price. I wasn’t prepared for the sticker shock of buying a 16,000 square foot factory space for $1.5 million. I believe this place we’re in now was a chicken shack 30 years ago. And then it became this weirdo security company, which is why you see this smoked glass and really shitty weirdo wood trim. There were cubicles down there, so some artists lived here. Actually, Eric, our head brewer, lived here. We couldn’t fulfill our major blue sky dreams. We settled on being practical and starting small, which is why we found this place. When this place was open I was like 'Hey, we’re either going to keep talking about this or doing this, so let’s get going.'"