I need to confess: I like IPA. It is possibly my favorite style of beer.
This special brand of English pale ale was originally produced for export to India. To preserve the beer for the long journey, the brewers infused it with an unusually hugh amount of hops. The result was an ale with a distinctly bitter-sour taste, the bitterness a result of the high percentage of hops.
It is special. It is distinct. The unusual flavor makes many beer drinkers dislike it. But being a wannabe beer connoisseur, I love it.
When I visited America, I found out that Americans have a special taste for IPA. Interesting, I thought. The people who usually drink the soda that they call Budweiser can truly appreciate IPA?
I was excited to taste an American IPA. And once I tasted it, I was overwhelmed. Horrified, I stuck my tongue out in disgust.
What the hell is wrong with that beer? Is it spoilt? Have I not cooled it enough? WHY THE HECK IS IT SO DAMN BITTER?
Of course, there was nothing wrong with the beer. I was simply overwhelmed with the extreme consistency of hops in it.
I tasted another IPA, and another. They were all equally bitter. For a while I wondered, what's wrong with the Americans? Why does their IPA contain such an overwhelming percentage of hops?
Then I finally understood this. I wasn't drinking IPA. I was drinking DOUBLE IPA.
The double did not just mean double the alcohol (6%-8% alcohol instead of the regular 4%-5%). It also meant double the hops.
Good lord. Double IPA. The beer that for most people is too bitter, you decided, hey, it's not bitter enough! Let's double the bitterness! And double the alcohol while we're on it!
Ah, America. You're all crazy. But I love you.
