
The vital statistics are that it's an IPA of 7% ABV and hopped with Galaxy. What the can doesn't tell us is that it's a hazy affair, and very New-Englandy with its fluffy mouthfeel. From that follows overtones of garlic and gritty dregs: very typical missteps in beers like this. Galaxy is a hop I associate with juicy orange and tangerine notes but you have to work to find them here. A mild juiciness lurks late in the flavour, along with a slightly harsh and waxy green bitterness.
This didn't quite do it for me. I was expecting bright and fresh — dammit, I was paying for bright and fresh — but what I got was rather dull and a lot more serious than the jokey name implied. Never trust a wombat, or a thin man.
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