As for the power of the subconscious, I picked up a six pack of this Alaskan Black IPA after taking my dog to the self-wash. I did not make note of how much the wolves on the label resemble my large, thick-necked mutt, but when I took that first sip back at home and tasted the wet dog I had been smelling in the car, it all clicked. Suggestion and subconscious were locked in an embrace, but as their grips loosened, I was able to detect and enjoy the interplay between the high hop content endemic to IPAs and the increased presence of malt, which makes this one black. Some black IPAs miss the mark in tongue-thwacking ways, but Alaskan has reached a place of balance, so I had another and dried my dog.
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