I poured this really badly and now I need a beard to strain the yeast through.
Partizan’s Indian Pale Ale is intense to say the least.
So hoppy it’s almost painful to drink, the beer starts with an eye wateringly sharp aroma that borders on sheet metal and medicine.
And once you start drinking it quickly gets difficult to distinguish what’s going on as the flavours are so enormous that they burn your tongue down to a withered, knackered stub.
The result is that I’m not entirely sure that this is an altogether pleasant experience.
What I did taste before I stopped being able to feel my head was orange and lime, grapefruit, mango and battery acid.
At some point, somewhere in here there must be malts, but I’m damned if I can find them.
If you like your hops massive and painful – think BrewDog’s Jackhammer to the Nth degree – you need to try this, but for me, even as a self confessed hop head, this beer borders on undrinkable.

Source: Cotteridge Wines