Mother’s Brewing Retiring Their Bottling Machine

It looks like the end of the line for bottles coming from Mother’s Brewing in Springfield, Missouri:

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It’s been 14 wonderful years, but the time has come. Our beautiful beer bottling machine who came to us from Germany all those years ago is hanging up her hat. What does this mean? Grab our beer in bottles while you can! We asked our Bavarian beauty for her thoughts on her tenure in Springfield, to which she promptly replied, “Es war mir eine Lebensfreude und Flaschenabfüllverantwortungsehre, Teil der Brauereifamiliengeschichte bei Mother’s zu sein. Danke.”


Join us for Bottler’s Retirement Party Friday, August 1 4:30-6:30 pm. You can offer – in person – your best wishes to our bold and bountiful beer bottler and enjoy the coldest, freshest bottles still bopping around. Revelers will enjoy specials on package beer and food from 4:30-6:30!

The Full Pour: What’s On Tap RN

We have new, bold flavors on tap this month with three new brews:

Missouri Loves Company: Köln Inspired Kölsch is a collaboration brew among members of the Missouri Craft Brewers Guild. A supremely crisp and drinkable German-style golden ale, available on draft and in six packs!
Special limited batch of Towhead, our original blonde ale!

Two vintage variants of barrel aged Materfamilias are on tap for you to enjoy: bourbon and rye barrel aged imperial stouts. Show the world summer is stout season!

Be on the lookout for a new American porter soon.

And we continue to host a universally appealing draft menu in your Mother’s Taproom:
Three Blind Mice, brown ale
New Prague, brown lager
Mom-Mosa, juicy orange IPA
Double Trop Top, imperial strength pale ale
Lil’ Helper, our flagship IPA
Sunshine Chugsuckle, New England IPA
Peach Atomic Mom IPA
Atomic Mom: American IPA
Atomic Mom: Hazy IPA
Atomic Mom: Imperial IPA
Step Dude, American lager
Light Bright, light lager
Madre’s, Mexican lager
Sourade, lemon lime sour
Blue Raspberry Sour ale
Passionfruit Tangerine hard seltzer
The Magic Number, Belgian tripel
Gather the peeps and let’s throw down under the sun!

About Mother’s Brewing:

The Origin Story

The year is 2008. Jeff Schrag, downtown Springfield denizen, bon vivant, and serial entrepreneur, is contemplating the future. He’s at a crossroads: older and experienced, yet young-ish and still optimistic; Jeff has one more business venture in him before a life of shuffleboard in socks and sandals. A long draw from the pint glass in front of him proves to be the inspiration he requires.

The recent explosion of craft breweries across the nation had provided Springfield beer lovers with no shortage of offerings. But each delicious one came from somewhere else. Surely the Queen City of the Ozarks deserved its own production craft brewery? This was the project that led Jeff to say, ‘Mortgage it all!” and focus his acumen and resources toward what would become Mother’s Brewing Company.

Like the mastermind in a heist film, Jeff assembled the motley team necessary to the endeavor: architect, marketing ace, brewmaster, mechanical savant, silver-tongued salespeople. They got to work. It proved a challenge, the only respite being frequent ‘research and development’ excursions to pubs, bars, and breweries. In short order only one piece of the puzzle remained: the facility. The problem soon solved itself in what few could deny was destiny: the closing of the Butternut Bread bakery at Grant and Walnut. The building that had, for over sixty years, turned grain, water, and yeast into bread would gain new life turning grain, water, and yeast into beer.

Rather than the obvious path of naming the brewery after a person or location, Jeff chose a name that was an expression of the fundamental truth that brewing is an act of love; active, hardworking love that gets its fullest expression through being shared. Like a mother’s love. A mother’s devotion. A mother’s satisfaction in the joy of others. Eureka! Mother’s Brewing Company. Brewed with love.

In a testament to not only one man’s vision, but to the collaborative spirit and tenacity of that original crew, in the space of less than two years the former bread factory became the love factory. On May 12, 2011, fourteen brave restaurateurs and publicans took a leap of faith and offered draft beer from this brash upstart. Lil’ Helper, Three Blind Mice, Towhead, and Sandi Wheat flowed, from tap to glass, to locals in Springfield. Soon after, the craft curious, the fermentation fervent, and the local loyal began visiting the Tap Room. As the brewhouse scrambled to fulfill unexpected demand, work proceeded apace on the bottling line. The first six-packs of Mother’s beer hit coolers and shelves in southwest Missouri by Labor Day.

In the years that followed, Mother’s has not waivered from Jeff’s original vision: a brewery that operates with a mother’s love. It’s undeniable that we have changed. We are bigger now, distributing in three states and with dozens of beers beyond our original four offerings. We are wiser now, having weathered the capriciousness of the market, the cycles of boom and bust, and becoming more responsive to the voice of the beer lovers who support us. We are more creative, inspired, and innovative.

But we are as weird as we ever were. We remain as committed to flavor, quality, tradition, creativity, and our community as we will always be. And it is our mission that you feel that commitment, that love, in every pint, bottle, or can that bears our logo. Mother’s Brewing Company. The name says it all. Brewed with love. For you. Cheers!