077XX

077XX reads bigger than its 7.8% suggests—Carton built this thing with a creamy, almost pillowy malt backbone that lets the hops sit comfortably rather than punch. You get stone fruit and a whisper of pine, but the real story is the texture: it's almost oily in the best way, like drinking a hug. The finish doesn't bite; it fades into a soft resin note. This is a beer that asks you to slow down.

Pernicious IPA

Pernicious is snappier, more wiry—Wicked Weed didn't oversell the malt here, so every 60 IBU feels more present. Citrus (grapefruit rind, mostly) cuts through cleanly, with a green, herbal undertone that keeps it from getting too sweet. The body is lean but not thin; it's athletic rather than cozy. You feel the alcohol a touch more, in a way that sharpens focus instead of warming you up.