The Perfect Squall

Dogfish Head's Squall IPA is the beer of June. The choice is appropriate considering the all the rain and wind we've been getting here in New York. It's coming down right now in fact and I could go for a glass.

At nine percent ABV, dry hopped, unfiltered, and sold in a handsome bottle, this might be the actual champagne of beers. I'm embarrassed to admit it, but I can't describe the way it tastes. Quintessentially hoppy?

All I can tell you is that when I order an IPA, this is exactly how I'm hoping it will taste. I don't think I'll ever try it again. I want to preserve this perfect memory. Which reminds me, the Squall is bottle conditioned, so you can save it and age it.

Dogfish Head'Etre

Dogfish Head beers will resort to violence, and some of the IPAs are no better than common thugs, but the Raison D'Etre is more of an intellectual bully. A few sweet, caramel-y sips launched me into a full-on, old-school existential anxiety attack. It was like getting forced out of a car onto a deserted city street on a rainy night, however, the lingering aftertaste of drunk quickly soothed my fear and emptiness. This beer actually is the cause of, and the solution to all life's problems. I give it five stars (and gaze at them from the gutter).