We were just about done with our time in Florida, but there was time for one more round of golf still. I sucked pretty hard on the front nine, but, for some reason, decided to change my grip and was out driving the father-in-law with a 3 iron. I felt better after that. Guess I won’t quit golf after all.
When we got back, I was in need of beer. I tossed back a Blue Moon and a Noble Pils but still had room for one more for dessert. I grabbed the second of the Brewdog beers I got at Total Wines. It was a double IPA, the “big brother”, if you will, of Punk IPA. Having been through a couple IPA/Double IPA combos (Mad Tom/Twice as Mad Tom, Southern Tier IPA/2XIPA and Double/Dead Elephant) I kinda knew right away that I wasn’t going to enjoy this one.
It poured out almost the same as Punk IPA, dark copper, but with visibly less “spooge” in the glass. It had a strong hop smell going on, too. Almost too strong. It tasted very hoppy and very bitter, almost to the point of over doing it. I was having a hard time enjoying each sip. It was more like work to get it down. That is, until it warmed up. At that point, it mellowed out a bit, but Punk IPA still blew it away.