Slumpin'

Chris, my rompy little doppleganger, while you soar I struggle. Much like my White Sox, I am in a slump. My recent consumption has left me wondering what is wrong with the world, and, to a more serious extent, myself. Today is a return to the IPA. White Hawk leads us off. It's fair: a bit of orange, some hops, sorta stinky. Meh, at least it's not an alcohol bomb like many previous consumptions.

3.6/5