Victory HopDevil
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“Please sir, may I have my tongue back now?”
At least that’s what I tried to say.
What came out was more like: “Beethur, bayayave by bungbacow?”
Yet it didn’t matter. The HopDevil just laughed and latched more tightly to my taste buds.
It all started when I pulled a Victory bottle from my shelf. The beer looked like a good choice for the second installment of IPA Monday.
“What a charming little picture!” I thought, my naiveté fixed and my innocence intact for the last time.
Whether devil or genie, it poured from the bottle and puddled copper-amber in an English pint glass, bubbling half a finger of foam and belching a hoppiness I won’t soon forget. Transfixed, I pulled the glass closer for the first sip . . .
Victory HopDevil Ale is a big, bold IPA. Hops zeroed in on my taste buds and my entire tongue literally tingled. Like a cruel joke, lightly toasted malts swam past the carnage, heckling.
Just as the waves of hoppiness threatened to drown my tongue, the hops began to ease up and evolved a citrus/grapefruit flavor. It was very crisp.
Halfway through the glass, I came to understand the HopDevil is far from evil. He’s mischievous, and you have a sense he’s wound so tightly he could explode at any moment, but — perhaps through proper counseling and meditation — he’s managed to keep his demons under control. But just barely.
If you’re faint of heart or just don’t like hops, you may think you won’t be able to finish this beer. But once you start, don’t worry — the Devil will make you do it.
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January 20th, 2009 at 1:12 pm
Indicative of many “super IPAs”, I often compare these brews to a face lift for your tongue.