Billed as a British Style IPA, I’m afraid that I don’t really care how traceable your ingredients are if your beer is as one dimensional as this is.
The beer, a rich peachy gold with a little fuzz head, looks alright in my glass, but the almost Golden Ale-ness of the aroma, damp straw and caramel, doesn’t bode well for an IPA.
And what happens when you take a swig is that you find a beer that is thick and stodgy, heavy in all the wrong ways.
Aniseed and hazel leaves, undercooked pastry, some bruised apples and mown lawns, all falling over each other and getting in the way instead of working together to create something better than the sum of their parts.
A good beer is a matter of balance, and this has no balance at all.

Source: The Beer Hawk