Note that after one I didn’t make it very far from the sofa to do the photography
It’s not very often I come across such a brute of a beer, but this is one such time. If it was a dog it’d be a Staffordshire bull terrier, if it was a person it’d be an angry, flailing, Boris Johnson on crack (US readers, look him up)
I’ve not really ever had a true Double IPA, so this review is purely based on it’s merits rather than how it compares to the real thing. I believe it’s brewed by the happy funsters at Brewdog – which means it was always going to be interesting and probably a little unhinged…
The colour is that of polished and laquered copper pipes…twee country pub goers know what I mean by this… The effervesence is pretty much spot on, neither being over or under done.
From the aroma there’s piney, floral, citrus orange hops with a heather honey sweetness and strong caramel/molasses undertone from the malt…plus of course massive alcohol – which is 9.2% if you’re interested.
Taste-wise the first thing that hits you is the huge bitterness, which then takes you by the hand and leads you to a real mouthful of dark caramel malt and epic bitter orange and pine resin hoppiness, all the while the alcohol is literally rocking you back on your heels. This is one BIG beer.
Once you’ve got through all of that and swallowed, you’re left with an intense bitterness that is briefly punctuated by tons of resinous pine needleyness, before the bitterness rides back in to give you a final going over.
As I said before this is a BIG beer, and as brutal as they come. It’s not complex and punchy like Punk IPA or Goose Island. It’s just punchy. Massively so.
Serve it cold, and enjoy being knocked about a bit…
There you go, Tesco. I’ve even provided a link so people can go and buy it direct. There’s someone at home most days, and even if there’s not you can just leave the crate of beer by the back door. Our neighbours, despite my best efforts, only drink wine, so they won’t touch it…