This is one of those beers.
One of those beers that has that flavour.
You know the one.
That thing.
You know.
HOPS!
This is a chase you through the playground knock you down and rub your face in something stinky beer.
Fortunately the stinky it chooses is hops.
Huge smack you sideways, break your will, screw your tongue up hops.
Thick and sinewy pine resin, orange marmalade and tangerine skins covered in bitter sherbet.
Tingling and bright and overwhelming, there’s some malt in here too, toffee and pistachio and flaky pastry, but it loiters around in the background and is simply there to egg on the hops.
The hops.
The glorious hops.
I can’t think of a better way to get beaten up.

Source: Cotteridge Wines