Just imagine, painful as it may be, a world without hops. Not the kind used by frogs or 5' 9" point guards. The bitters. Humulus Lupulus. The building block of Dundee’s smooth and savory triple-hop brewed Pale Ale and all the beer we love so dear. Without hops, what would we do during halftime? Would grog be a suitable replacement at your tailgate? Anyone up for a round of mead after work? Don’t answer that. Just be thankful for the Romans, Babylonians, Egyptians and every other ancient civilization that claimed to be the first to cultivate it—the most wonderful flower of them all. Hops.