We challenged ourselves with our next 10% mythical beast to try and hide the almost uncouth ABV as much as we could. And with an ABV that high there was only one hop we could trust, a hop with an equally as uncouth reputation. 

So we packed the Monster with a literal truck full of Citra, giving the drinker flagrant tropical fruits and lingering lychee swimming in warming, thick fruit juice. 

In the end, it turned out that the greatest challenge was figuring out who had the correct pronunciation of Aluminium!