Monkish can compel 230 seemingly unemployed dudes to appear like a Rogue familiar within an hours notice on a Thursday afternoon. Bathe in wait lines for some, mac90 for others. This falls on the lighter and more vibrant side of the standard world class Monkish dipa fair, more sherbert and kumquat rind, flintstones push up pop coupled with chard. Those cans are always teeth gnashing because there’s no throttle limiter and the less “juicy” [cf. cans with less residual sugars] are as drillable as an old school west coast ipa with a silky powder coating. If the drawback is that your beer is consumed too easily, you just entered the most ShaunHillest of problems, and the attendant tears taste like orange Julius [fn1]

[fn1] I have never tasted Shaun Hill tears because the razzle was full when I went to ppff