Flying Dog Raging Bitch Belgian-Style India Pale Ale (2011)
Brewed and Bottled by Flying Dog Brewery in Frederick, MD. USA.
Year Round[?] (Limited Release Batches)
12 fl. oz. / $1.75 USD / 8.3% ABV
About: "HOPS: Warrior, Columbus, Amarillo / YEAST: El Diablo / PAIRS WITH: Wasabi, Ginger, Jerk, Cajun or Cayenne."
Well the smell is original to me. It's hoppy and citrusy but also woodsy, kinda like tree sap. What the fuck am I getting here?! I can't put my finger on it. Wait a minute... it's floral! Which in reviewing brews for this short amount of time, this is the first time I finally got it. Holy shit, I've just been deflowered. It's strong like some kind of filthy rose, and while girls may like flowers, let's all just admit that most of them smell like dirty compost (just check Bullseye's expression after smelling that rose in Daredevil [my favorite scene from the film, by the way - Well, aside from Elektra getting stuck!]). I probably shouldn't admit this but when I was a teenager I went around clipping people's flowers and roses (some gardens that were obviously taken great care with) in the middle of the night so I could hang them from my ceiling to stare at while I would trip. The smell of this one reminds me of those cold, dark nights creeping through the sticker bushes. That fuckin' scarecrow following me around, telling me to fuck things up. It's kinda weirding me out how floral it is actually though. I may just be tripping now! I used to love it though, laying in my bed staring up at those black, moldy roses growing down towards me while the room spun in circles.
Bitter. A lot of citrus. Grapefruit and malts. Caramel and raisins after it warms.
Fizzy, wetting, and somewhat easy going down. Just as a Raging Bitch should be. Oh!
This one really grew on me after it warmed up. Just as a Raging Bitch sh... ah forget it. When it was cold I was about to get cold with it, but I waited it out and that was obviously a good choice. Though I usually like my Raging Bitches cold on the slab, the bittersweet spiciness to this one really brings that good sort of funky business. I just may have a bottle of this served to each person at my funeral.
Hah. All for me!