The pint began with a cloying bitter flavor that completely overwhelmed every other nuance of the ale. The bitterness is why my eyes look crazy in the picture, they are puckering. About a third of the way through the pint my taste buds recovered from their paralysis, my mustache hairs uncurled, and other flavors began to show themselves. This IPA is well hopped with what I think are Cascade hops. They really shine through in the aroma. It has a nice sweet malt flavor, along with more robust malt flavors of caramel that occasionally shine through. It ends with the aforementioned bitter kick. Cape Cod IPA is clean and drank like a good session beer (not too thick or heavy). It is reminiscent of Sierra Nevada's Pale Ale, except the hop and malt action are amped way up.
In other news, we here at BK Beertasters are anticipating the triumphant comeback post of the B himself.