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We have TWO locations --> East Falmouth on Cape Cod (508-372-6740) & Edgartown on Martha's Vineyard (508-939-4415)
Due to how busy we are this summer at our brewery, which we’re very thankful for, we want to advise you there may be a wait of between 45 minutes - 1.5 hours for takeout pizza orders if you do not order well in advance. If you place your order by 3:30pm and give us the time you’d like to pick up, we will make every effort to be on time. If you call to place your order after 3:30, please be aware of the potential waiting time. We’ll do our best to give you an idea of the wait when you call us. Delicious pizzas take time to cook, and we want nothing more than to put a smile on your face as you enjoy one. Thanks for your understanding!

WELCOME TO BAD MARTHA

Dance with a stranger. Give out your real number. Convince someone that's your yacht moored outside the harbor.

A trip to Martha's Vineyard or Cape Cod is a chance to escape. To let go. To be, dare we say, a little bad. That indulgent spirit lives and breathes in every drop of Bad Martha beer. So grab a bottle and get bad today.




BEERS ON TAP NOW!

Belgian Quad

Beach Plum

Pumpkin Pie

MV ALE

508 IPA

3 Wheats to the Wind

Last day open for season 12/9






MISCHIEVOUS WINDS DROVE BARTHOLOMEW GOSNOLD'S SHIP TO MARTHA'S VINEYARD.

As Legend Has It...

HE SCOURED THE ISLAND FOR INGREDIENTS TO BREW ALE FOR HIS CREW.

ALAS, HE FOUND NONE...

AND HE FELL ASLEEP ON THE SHORE.

UNDER THE LIGHT OF THE MOON, HE AWOKE...

TO A SENSUOUS MERMAID WITH JET BLACK HAIR AND A DEVILISH GRIN.

SITTING AT WATER'S EDGE, SHE BECKONED TO GOSNOLD.

THE CLOSER HE GOT, THE FURTHER SHE SWAM AWAY - TEMPTING HIM TO FOLLOW.

SO HE DID. FINALLY, HE FOUND HIMSELF IN A FIELD BRIMMING WITH LUSH ISLAND GRAPES. THESE WOULD BE PERFECT FOR WINE HE THOUGHT.

BUT NAY, HE WAS A GOOD ENGLISHMAN, SO THESE GRAPES BECAME THE SECRET INGREDIENT FOR A ROBUST, REFRESHING BEER.

GOSNOLD NEVER SAW THE MERMAID AGAIN. HE WENT TO HIS GRAVE WONDERING IF HE EVER SAW HER AT ALL.

TODAY WE BREW EVERY HANDCRAFTED BEER AS GOSNOLD DID, WITH GRAPE LEAVES HARVESTED ON THE VINEYARD AND A SPLASH OF MERMAID MISCHIEF. NATURALLY, WE HAD NO CHOICE BUT TO NAME OUR BEER AFTER THE ELUSIVE SIREN WHO STARTED IT ALL.