Another good IPA from BrewDog, they do do them well, don’t they?
This one is very bitter indeed.
And all the better for it.
In fact this picks up the bitterness where Jack Hammer leaves off.
Pouring a bright gold, the smell is surprisingly soft and sweet, all peaches and spun sugar, but that’s just a ruse to get you into the glass.
And once you’re in the hops pounce, hitting you hard and twisting your tongue into a tight curl as your face attempts to back away from the bitter steely herbal onslaught.
The malts linger in the background, strong and round and sweet, caramel wafers and honey drizzled digestives egging the hops on as they build with each mouthful, waves of lime zest and sherbet lemon, grapefruit rind and handfuls of metallic basil leaves leading you to a breathlessly crisp finish.