Big Time Dark Days Black IPA
Wallow deep in the murkiest of IPAs from that lazy elephant’s flaccid trunk. It must’ve been mired in the muck of the deepest watering hole adjacent to the most delicious and delectable hopvine to snort out this splattery smoke goodness of Porter taste with hop nasty-bite wonder.
Makes enough sense.
Just like every damn episode of Law and Order. Murder rap? Check. The hops and the chocolate slipped away together as lovers but were boiled alive and strained through a hot plate of aluminum. Brutal but honest. The detectives don’t even have to connive or think especially hard. Case closed, Agent McContrivance.
Big Time brews keeps getting better and stranger. When you can find specialty kegs around the Puget Sound: be sure to sip vigorously. So while yer dogs stretch their furry, sleep legs, find time to break from frantic and violent football celebrations. Alternative: imagine the wonderful mixtures of sensations and flavors waiting to erupt from Big Time and its beloved mascot. Especially the kind of yeastless, bold, biting, brown pleasure yer bound to excavate from yer palate after quaffing the DDBIPA.
- 01.10.10