
- TYPE: IPA (session)
- BREWERY: Holy City Brewing
- LOCATION: North Charleston, SC
- CONTAINER: 12 oz Can
- COST: UKNOWN – had it at a friend’s house
- ABV: 4.7%
- RATING: 3+ Swigs
- REVIEWED BY: Dave
A friend who knows I am writing reviews on craft beers gave me one of these. At first sip, it comes off as a great tasting IPA,.. Very floral… but then it flattens out… a little too quickly. Very fragrant, bitter to a liking, but could use a little more after-burn. He gave me another can for the way home. Well… not to drink on the way home. No way was I getting pulled over by the police, that I thought was just some adolescent teen riding my bumper too closely so I made a quick right that almost ejected me out of my seat-belt, only to see in the rear-view mirror the telltale strips and insignias illuminated by the arc lights of the telephone poll that I almost hit. And then a knock at my window and when I rolled it down with a vice-grip because the handle broke a long time ago and asked the officer–
“What seems to be the officer.. problem?’
“Out of the car, sir.”
That required another vice-grip to pull down on the handle.
“License, registration and insurance card, please.” he said, the light from his flashlight shining in my eyes.
I complied and handed him all the necessary paperwork.
“What is this ticket for doing fifty in a twenty-five mile an hour zone?” he said dangling the ticket I received a day earlier.
“Sorry,” and I gave him the insurance card.
“We’re going to take a little test, sir.” the officer said calmly.
Knowing I was already screwed and would be someone’s bitch in prison, I complied.
“Great.” I said almost unintelligible with a hick-up. “I like tests.”
“Stand away from the car and hold your arms out to the side, shoulder level.” he ordered me, a little more authority in his voice.
I raised my arms out to the side, steady as a surgeon about to cut into a cadaver.
“Please take your foot off the car door, sir,” he noticed.
I did. It was hard standing with both feet on the ground. I did much better with one foot braced on the door.
“Now I want you to walk in a straight line to my car and back.
I looked to his car. That didn’t seem so difficult. I dropped my arms started to walk–
“Arms out to the side, sir.”
I complied.
When I returned, he asked me how I think I did.
“Good… for a person in my condition.” I replied.
He huffed a laugh under his breath. “Look. You live a block away. I’m going to follow you back to your house. Park the car. Go inside. And stay there.”
I complied.
THEIR STORY:
We brewed Paradise to celebrate the prevention of drilling off of our home coast, and in support of the coastal conservation league. This session IPA is a refreshing easy-drinker with a floral nose and lots of hop flavor with two of our favorites: Citra and Mosaic. Here’s to the continued conservation of our great state of South Carolina.








