Beekeeping runs in our blood.

My great-grandfather kept bees. My grandfather kept bees. My father kept bees. And now my wife Rita, our children, and I work the hives ourselves — four generations of the same simple craft, now rooted in Mulino, Oregon, in the foothills of the Willamette Valley.

Every February, we load our hives onto a trailer and drive them south to California, where they pollinate almond orchards for six weeks. That's the season's first work. Then we bring them home to Oregon and let them do what they were born to do — forage blackberry blossoms in June, wild mountain flowers in July, bigleaf maple in April, and everything in between.

We don't pasteurize. We don't micro-filter. We don't cut our honey with syrup the way the grocery-store brands do. What goes in the jar is exactly what the bees made — nothing added, nothing taken out.

Our Honey

Bigleaf Maple Honey — the one customers come back for. One of the rarest honeys in the Pacific Northwest. Our bees work the bigleaf maple bloom for two weeks in April. Ten gallons this year. When it's gone, it's gone until next April.

Mountain Flower Honey — darker, more complex. Foraged from high-summer wildflowers. Limited each year.

Blackberry Honey — light, fruit-forward, harvested from the wild Himalayan blackberry that covers the Oregon hills every summer. The honey on our own kids' toast every morning.

Who We Are

Valeriy — lifelong beekeeper, learned from his father and grandfather. Runs the hives and serves as a deacon at our church.

Rita (Margarita) — the heart of the operation. Runs the business, handles orders, and makes sure every bottle that leaves our door is one we'd put on our own table.

Our kids — our wonderful son and daughter love coming out to the yards to help. The fifth generation, in the making.

Why It Matters

When you buy from Golden Brew, you're not just buying honey. You're putting a jar on your table that came from a family that's been doing this for a hundred years — and keeping a small Oregon family farm alive season by season.

We're grateful for every order. Thank you for being part of our story.

— The Plyushchev family · Mulino, Oregon