“Jam packed with tropical fruit and the orange goo of dream logic, this juicy IPA won’t help you interpret the world around you. But then again, it can’t hurt.”
I think the word up there is goo; but it might be god. The label font is a blocky style that makes O and D almost indistinguishable. The ordering website says pineapple and mango, but I taste lemon and peach—and it gets pretty tangy as it warms up. I don’t think there’s any lactose in there, but this sort of feels like what you might get if a milkshake and a sour collided at a fairly high speed.
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