Stone Ruination IPA
95 Blade Chainsaw
The brewers at the Escondido, California based Stone Brewing Company bring us Stone Ruination IPA, a sick and twisted Imperial/Double IPA spiced with Columbus and Centennial Hops for a tremendous 100+ IBU and a freakish alcohol content of 7.7% ABV.
A couple of months back I thoroughly enjoyed its close relative Stone IPA, and was pleased and excited to see this 22 oz. Bomber bottle at one of my supplier’s shelves; I picked up the remaining three bottles.
I spent several moments gazing at the bottle and reading the description on the back,”Stone Ruination IPA. So called because of the immediate ruinous effect on your palate. The moment after the first swallow, all other food and drink items become substantially more bland.” The lengthy and encapturing literature continues with poetry and lyrical detonation – directed towards me by the heavens – the bottle glowed with majesty and ruinous potential.
I accepted the calling, and this weekend was going to be packed with this brew and two other monster IPA’s – HopDevil Ale and Lucky Kat IPA. Each brand would serve its purpose, HopDevil with the Friday night rise, Stone Ruination at the peak on Saturday and Lucky Kat to ride the back end of the wave’s crest on Sunday.
To challenge Stone Ruination, I called on the power of one of God’s spiciest creations: the Habalero Chili pepper, aided by the powers of the Jalapeno pepper and Tiger sauce as the center of a killer beef patty burrito recipe for an explosive copulation of the spirit and the mind.
Onto The Method
10/10 Blades – The Classic
2.0 – Appearance – Pours a heavy robust foam with violent lacing, displaying a golden rich hue. The bold foamy head could have been poured more attractively, but I fought with the command of fire and increased the pour’s urgency.
2.0 – Taste – Highly bitter to the point of pain, blinding any underlying malt flavors that struggle with attempts at attention. The hop characters dominate the senses and send the imbiber on a wild destiny paved with fury and lethal cannibalism.
2.0 – Palate – Medium smooth body with intensely sharp serrated edges – acids from the hops build up over the session but are balanced by its equally powerful food pairing.
2.0 – Overall – I get the impression that this machine was built over the dead bodies of thousands prototypes – each successor exponentially improved over its predecessor to create a mean terminator-like robot killing excellence.
9.0/10 Blades – The Hammer – the booze –There’s no question that the alcohol commands respect at 7.7% ABV and is in balance with its complex recipe.
9.0/10 Blades – The Knife –digestibility – The high alcohol, medium body and bitter disposition make this a super sharp blade that cuts through the soul. Not even a powerful lust for excess food and overconsumption can dull this blade.
9.0/10 Blades – The Spider – the lift – An exotic rise begins with the pounding of the first serve, followed by a suicidal blend of nature’s most powerful spices and washing it down with the remainder of the bomber bottle. The rush left my bald head shining with the wet pellets of life, my face flush with lust and my mind euphoric from the result of this orgiastic feast. The fist 22 ounces were gone in moments and the spiders continued to climb with excitement for the remainder of the night.
9.0/10 Blades – The Motor –can you handle it? – Pounding these 22 ounce bottles with such a high ABV would have left me on the floor – but this evening I was ripped with purpose and dedicated assault. Sadly, I ran out and yearned for a fourth, but continued with the prior evening’s HopDevil with delight.
49.0/50 Blades – the buzz – Stone Ruination IPA is one badass killing machine. It’s style is impetuous in nature and claims its ruinous intent. I admired its ferocious inclination but felt the need to put its assertion to the test – and God’s own powerful creations were at the ready. When I was first preparing the meal, I took a small lick of the habalero for taste – and it burned my tongue with a sharp sting that overtook my senses. When finally completing the meal, I had little hope for Stone Ruination and was almost ready to call in the match. However, after pounding the first 11 ounces, eating the meal then washing it down with the remaining 11 ounces, Ruination could have easily been called, in this particular circumstance, Stone Complimentation. The synergy from these two powerful forces lifted my soul into strange madness and exotic euphoria.