This is one hell of a collaboration.
Carnage is a very apt name too, a dense and cloudy orange colour in my glass with a smell that’s cheap foam sweets, bubblegum, parma violets and gin.
As you would expect the hopping here is BIG.
Huge oranges ridden by weird lime pips and curry leaves batter you, pulling your tongue this way and that with their blackberry lassoes.
They prickly, awkward, superbly bitter and they fizz with life.
But before this becomes a huge hoppy horror a warm and soft toffee coated buttery biscuit nurse sashays in and kisses your wounds, leaving you with a throbbing tongue, ripped lips, a sweet honey afterglow and a smile from ear to ear.
Source: Cotteridge Wines