Fancy a mind bendingly fruity Triple IPA that’s scarily easy drinking?
If you do then reach for a can of this.
But be warned, it’ll send you down the boozy hoppy rabbit hole.
There’s a thick and chewy, sweet brown sugar glazed bagel malt, round and rich, it’ll have you feeling safe and secure.
But only for a second or two before the Citra hops spank you into submission with sharp shards of lime peel and lemon sherbet, resinous piney redwood and lots of pithy garden leaves.
All of this wicked goodness is pushed along by a chest warming, head swimming booziness that makes for a seductively soft finish.
Perfect to listen to with Beefheart on the stereo.