Wednesday, July 24, 2013

DC Brau On The Wings of Armageddon

Type: Imperial IPA
Origin: Washington, DC
Price: ?
ABV: 9.2%
NSP: ?

Fresh off a big cleaning binge and looking for something refreshing.  But of course, when you're dying for a Sapporo or some other ideal shower beer, there isn't one to be found.  The best substitute I could come up with is this entertainingly titled SOB. The label's equally entertaining- a dude that looks a bit like the Emperor when he decided to Strike Back, with some huge devil wings and a pair of claymores (I don't know if they're actually proper claymores, but claymore is a cool word so I'm going with it).  Oh, and some hops, because when the devil emperor decides to swoop in and cleave the shit out of some people, he's sure as hell bringing some hop flowers along.

The color is very appealing, sort of a hazy-as-LA pumpkiny shade.  There's a hell of a lot of silt in there, and you can tell that the beer's going to be pretty viscous because the silt stays suspended, actually more or less immobile, even when you swirl it around a bit (so it almost looks a bit Jello-y).  Smells pretty nice, lots of citrus (grapefruit in particular) and pine, backed by just a touch of caramelly sweetness.

Well, another brewery has hit the bitterness-sweetness ratio right on the head.  The balance is perfect- it's hoppy as hell, and there's enough malt behind it to keep it from derailing but not so much that it's heavy.  It's a lot like chewing on a piece of grapefruit rind.  The 9.2% is almost completely imperceptible, so these guys clearly have their shit down.  I can't overstate how much I appreciate a brewery that controls their process well enough to produce a dry, citrusy imperial IPA- and I equally appreciate how few breweries pull it off.

Good stuff here, and one that would make me look for them next time I'm out in DC.  By next time, I mean the first time.  This seems like a proper beer for some heavy shonking followed by a swim in the Reflecting Pool.  You can do that, right?  It is a pool, after all. Unless that's what they mean by reflecting- when you jump in, you just bounce right back off like a racquetball.

P.S. I'm going grammar/spelling police here, so stop reading if you don't care.  The website says "Brewed with just enough etc. etc. etc. to carry the intense hop character onto the pallet."  You're not putting the hop character onto a wooden platform so you can move it around with a forklift.  It's palate, dammit.  Palate.  

1 comment:

  1. We definitely need to try this out for our next showerbeer!