This is an absolute monster of a beer, an enormous Imperial Milkshake IPA, it’s big and sticky, sweet and sexy.
It sits all innocent in your glass, looking safe and friendly with a peachy hue and a little popping head, but take a sniff and you are hit by the biggest vanilla marshmallow you can imagine.
And I can imagine quite a big one.
There’s a candy floss and honeysuckle, caramel ice cream cone and waffle malt body and the sharp hit of herbal lemony hops.
But the beast in the corner of this beer is the lactose that’s powered along by a huge heart racing alcohol warmth creating an astonishingly creamy vanilla ice cream flavour.
What’s more, you get nearly a pint, meaning you may not remember the rest of the evening.