Tonight's beer: Shipyard Monkey Fist
Pretty complex bitterness to open—citrus and grass and pine and flowers. Some bready-caramel-toasty-juicy sweetness struggles forward toward the middle, only to be overwhelmed, subsumed in the dry, undifferentiated bitterness and almost-chalky/mineral character that emerge on the long and lingering (and very bitter) finish.
On the light-thin side of medium-bodied, with what feels like pretty decent carbonation. Drying and scrubbing; probably too much flinty-mineral bristle to really call it a refreshing beer. Finish is long but feels more scouring than any kind of sticky.
It's a bitter beer, but that's about the only thing this has going for it. The complexity promised in the beginning proves transitory; the overwhelming bitterness lingering on my palate reminds me of nothing more than chewing on an aspirin. Unbalanced, and not as pleasantly so as any of a long list of good IPAs. It's all downhill after the name.
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| Shipyard Monkey Fist |
Pretty complex bitterness to open—citrus and grass and pine and flowers. Some bready-caramel-toasty-juicy sweetness struggles forward toward the middle, only to be overwhelmed, subsumed in the dry, undifferentiated bitterness and almost-chalky/mineral character that emerge on the long and lingering (and very bitter) finish.
On the light-thin side of medium-bodied, with what feels like pretty decent carbonation. Drying and scrubbing; probably too much flinty-mineral bristle to really call it a refreshing beer. Finish is long but feels more scouring than any kind of sticky.
It's a bitter beer, but that's about the only thing this has going for it. The complexity promised in the beginning proves transitory; the overwhelming bitterness lingering on my palate reminds me of nothing more than chewing on an aspirin. Unbalanced, and not as pleasantly so as any of a long list of good IPAs. It's all downhill after the name.
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