The Story Of Buried Barrel

In the folds of Castile, NY, a tiny rural spot in Wyoming County where the horizon kisses acres of thriving apple orchards, Buried Barrel Hard Cider is more than a drink—it's a guardian of heritage, a result of generations of toil and faith.

The Pankow family farm, settled on the cusp of Letchworth State Park, has long stood as a testament to the American dream, where the sun's first rays met the farmer's boot and didn't rest until dusk. Our land, our home, has been sustained by the hands of those who believed in the honest work of the earth—where livestock grazed, gardens bloomed, and apple trees stood proudly against the sky.

Special occasions were marked not just by the food that graced the table, but by the hard cider that was lovingly crafted for such moments. It was here, among the deep roots and dappled sunlight, that our ancestors took to the tradition of cider-making. The process was simple yet sacred: apples crushed, yeast added, and barrels sealed and buried, not to be disturbed until time declared them ready.

There was no grand internet to consult, no permits to procure—just instinct, experience, and the trust in the land that sustained them. It was a gamble of nature, requiring a leap of faith with every harvest, and a trust in the legacy of knowledge passed down through the hands that toiled the soil.

Today, Lindsey Beaumont and Nick Pankow stand at the helm, the new custodians of a legacy that spans back to a time when cider was not just a drink, but a symbol of celebration, perseverance, and community. With every barrel unearthed and every glass poured in our seasonal tasting room, we toast to those before us, and we lay the groundwork for those who will follow.

Buried Barrel Hard Cider isn't just our story—it's the story of land, labor, and love.

It's a story that continues with you.

Welcome to our tradition. Welcome home.