Dramatic skeleton-labeled penny-coppered Halloween seasonal damn near competes with more chocolate-y hop-induced Ipswich I.P.A. (bettering similarly styled Maine brewpub stash quaffed on winter ’05 trip). Amazingly flamboyant floral bouquet, expansive orange peel bittering, and grapefruit-soured cider kick strengthen generous peach-apricot tang surrounding alcohol-bitten black currant dip. Sweet grain-malted finish softly settles in.