This is an extraordinarily good bottle of beer.
An absolutely classic American India Pale Ale.
Pouring a bright gold with a frothy little head, the smell is a bowl of peaches and pineapple on a polished sideboard.
The malting is enormous, it’s a thick and gloopy toffee and waffle joy, mouth filling and chewy, it sticks to your face like a glorious glue, a soft vanilla earthiness slowly bubbling up underneath.
And then there are the hops.
Sharp and crisp, they slash away at your face and pucker your lips like a draw string bag with huge hits of sherbet coated lemon and lime zest, grapefruit and pineapple, fresh green herbal leaves and rolling tobacco, all glued together by an intense pine resin that leads you by the tongue to the huge bitter dry finish.

Source: Cotteridge Wines