If Alpine Bruck is the city’s rain-kissed evening, Sura Brau is her sun-bright afternoon. Its heart is flaked Indrayani rice—over 53 % of the grist —a nod to the paddy fields that still quilt the Maval and Saswad valleys around Pune. In the Vedic epics, sura was a festive rice beer offered to warriors; today, we revive that lineage with a modern lager brewed low and slow at 17 °C, emerging crisp yet full-flavoured at 6.2 % ABV .
Rice’s airy lightness lets the city’s terroir speak: a delicate snap of Hallertau Magnum (barely 12 IBU) mirrors the subtle saffron sting in Pune’s famed yoori mirchi, while a whisper of pilsner and wheat keeps the body soft enough to outlast a spicy vada-pav challenge. We polish the water with Pune-river chloride salts, echoing the ancient practice of adding black salt to pāyasam for balance—only our alchemy happens in temperature-controlled steel instead of copper cauldrons.
Pour Sura Brau during the crack-of-dawn after a long day at work, or under the lanterns of Tulshibaug after a long shopping sprint. Its pale 6 EBC glow catches the afternoon sun like the tiled domes of Shaniwar Wada, reminding drinkers that even in a tech-charged millennium city, thousands of years of rice-fermentation wisdom still bubbles beneath the surface—now refined, carbonated, and ready for your next cheers!