Pours a slightly cloudy orange, or pale auburn. Slight earthy malt smell, and barely any hop aroma. Double IPA Wha!? I check inside the bottle to make sure they didn’t go all Ramen Noodle separate seasoning pack on me. Gah! Nothing. So, incredulously, I slug some.
The front end is unremarkable, with some caramel malt taste. Then comes the kicker. The tail end of this beer (and the aftertaste) is like chewing-up an aspirin, chasing it with watered-down grapefruit juice, then making out with a pine tree…without all of the post-kiss awkwardness.
Perhaps I am overreacting, but this beer certainly doesn’t seem like a double IPA. And labels aside, it is about as balanced as Gary Busey.
The Haybag: I don’t think it’s as bad as you claim. But that’s the problem with drinking good IPAs, it makes beers like this seem even more disappointing. I want my $8 back. Forget Gary Busey, I was thinking something more like this: