Oh, look! Two beers of the week in one week! How'd that happen? Easy, I spent the last week eating lamb mammaries and brains in Morocco, the land of rugs, enchantment and grifters galore. There's a certain sense of American shame when a six-year-old boy tries to connive you in no fewer than three languages. Anyhoo, this week's brew: Port 15's citric bomb the Hop 15. It's a heavenly IPA, bold and beautiful and all those adjectives I get paid pennies to pen. Thirsty? Drink it up!