I opened this bottle and was assaulted, yes assaulted by a great big citrus coated Doc Marten.
Once I could see through the tears I poured the liquid troublemaker into a glass.
Needless to say it stared me down as it lay there, bubbling gently.
This is one angry IPA.
The malting is just the frontman.
A biscuity street corner hustler that offers you something special for the right price.
Then, the price paid, he leads you into an alley where the hops jump you and kick the living s**t out of you.
Fiery, chilli infused melon and lime and lemon pith.
Super dry and super mean, this is a super fly IPA.