🍺: Cellarmaker / Other Half / Trillium Juice Gymnastics⠀
📝: American Imperial IPA ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
📆: 2018 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
📌: Beer Mail ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
💯: ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
This is yet another beer that I’d rather just drink all day as opposed to sitting hunched over my desk trying to think of innovative and engaging ways to describe it, so don’t expect any well-written metaphors, similes, or analogies for this one.
One-line review of this beer would be that this is as juicy as juicy can get. Take your favorite #basicbitch Sunday brunch mimosa, add a few drops of aromatic bitters into the flute, and you’re pretty much in the ballpark of what this beer tastes like.
So. Much. Citrus. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
A hurricane of fleshy Florida oranges, pink grapefruit, and tangerine rinds explode impatiently out of the glass the moment it’s released from its aluminum cage. Sweet and soft follows the initial acetic invasion as hairy peaches, pineapples, mango, and passionfruit round out the juice experience up front. Earthier, more bitter notions of onions, grass, and resinous pine creep up in the back with temperature and time—the aroma, at the least, is what I’d call a perfect storm.
I stand by my original description of this beer in regards to the flavor of the beer: this is pretty much a glass of mimosa, with a few drops of aromatic bitters added to the end. Orange, tangerine, orange, pineapple, mango, grass, and then pine in that order. The bitter finish is unusually pronounced, considering that the beer advertises itself and presumptively prides itself in its juiciness, but the bitterness is neither cumbersome nor detracts from the overall juicy picture that the brew paints in representing itself.
Juicy, creamy, sticky, yet bone dry. No sign of heat despite its DIPA designation. Gentle, sizzling carbonation. Less writing, more enjoying.
Thank you, @edwinchodotcom, you da bawse.