So, Boulder Beer Company takes their IPA, puts it on steroids, and has us thinking about LA Woman? I’m not sure Jim Morrison’s anagram, Mr. Mojo Risin, was on the minds of the talent at Boulder Beer, but somehow it seems to fit. Half a tone of malt, twice the normal amount of hops, double dry-hopped with Amarillo and we’ve got a mouthful of enjoyment. “Got your mojo risin!” First we’ve got the citrus bomb in the nose from the dry hopping and a mouthful of hop grapefruit flavor with an undercurrent of brown sugar from the huge malt bill. The 10 percent alcohol leaves a slight burn in the finish that rounds out the sweet and critus notes. Rich, but not intimidating. I have to confess, I’ve never been enthused with the prerequisite cloudiness of double IPAs. It’s curious. Has the beer lover come to view that cloudiness as a symbol of a bigger beer? I’m thinking of the beauty, and richness, of a maibock. Tough call for a brewer. Clean it up and it just doesn’t look as muscular to today’s consumer.