A classic bottle conditioned IPA, the nose has a big fat gassy hit of sour dough.
But that’s a good thing.
It clears your head of everything else and readies you for the flavours to come.
The backbone of Lancer is a solid mahogany of malt.
Deep and dark and dense.
Biscuit crunch topped with peanut brittle and caramel.
The hopping has all the traditionally English hop traits, peppery and spicy popping out through hedgerow flower bitter-sweetness, but it’s all ramped up high like a good IPA should be.
Fullers, for me, continue to show how the bigger brewers can do things really really well if they want to.