This extremely-limited American hopped triple IPA (11 per cent ABV) from Behemoth suggests a certain attitude when it comes to the brewing of such IPAs. I share a similar, somewhat adjacent philosophy, only mine is more ‘screw it let’s drink it’. The nose presents an impermeable wall of ripe fruit aroma, massive tinned pineapple and grapefruit with a background of pine and sticky fruit syrup. The flavour, for all it’s massive strength and vast concentration of hops, actually shows a remarkable restraint. Sharp fresh fruit blends precisely with the rich malt, and before anything can get too sweet, a slow but absolutely unstoppable bitterness gradually eclipses the palate. Without a doubt one of the longest and most profoundly bitter finishes on an IPA that I’ve tasted in a very long time. A religious IPA experience.
