With a wink at the old school and a nod toward the new school and the hint of a sly smile toward the English school, Wasted Life takes a trip all around the Wide World of IPA (with a brief layover in Belgium, of course). It's got a dab of caramel but it's not too sweet or full-bodied, it's got a hint of pine and resin but it's not reminiscent of floor cleaner, it's fruity but it doesn't smell like day-old fruit salad that's been sitting in the lobby of a medium-quality hotel near the airport. It's Wasted Life, and we love it, but we have one hell of a time trying to describe it, so you should probably just see for your dang self!
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