Madhouse A.M. Haze Dry Hopped Sour Ale

Madhouse A.M. Haze Dry Hopped Sour Ale. Amarillo & Mosaic hops.
6.8 % ABV. Madhouse Brewing, Des Moines, IA. (R.I.P.)

At last, I'm cracking open a bottle purchased back in August when I visited Des Moines, unaware that the brewery would soon be closing down. How do I keep bottles for so long, all the while intending to drink them, but pushing them back, procrastinating further? I'm just bad that way. I'm trying to get better, give me a chance, folks. There's always hope for improvement in even the most hidebound procrastinators, like me.

Clear (despite the name), bright golden hued, slim white head.

In the nose: Hoppy and tart. Bold citrus aromatic bumping into the sour notes.

In the mouth: Sour from the start, bracing with citrusy hops, and a blast of bitterness. Clean, juicy, sour. Medium bodied, refreshing. I'm not entirely down with the flavors that come together, but I've never been especially keen on sour IPAs. Some tastes just don't go together.

(Of course, I also have the nagging suspicion that I might have like it better if I'd consumed it earlier, while it was more fresh. In the other hand, did I leave it in the fridge because I was never in the mood for it? I can never decide....)

Amarillo and Mosaic dry-hopped sour ale oak-barrel fermented with our house blend of yeast including Lactobacillus and Brettanomyces

Madhouse Strawberry Fields

Madhouse Strawberry Fields. Barrel aged sour ale with strawberry and basil.
6.8 % ABV, 10 IBU.
Madhouse Brewing Company, Des Moines, Iowa.

The last of my Iowa beers from my August visit are from Madhouse, which is now no house. I waited a month before cracking my first bottle, then learned of their fate. There are two more. I will enjoy them, and tell you about them, while I can't truly recommend them, since you probably can't buy them.
Sorry.
Maybe some are still left in stores.
No guarantees.

Clear,  bright golden color, slim ivory head.

In the nose: Tart at the start, then come the berries. Sour, fruit, and funky yeast commingle.

In the mouth: Sweet at first, for a second, then, YOW!, comes the sour. Lip-smackingly tart, and forever fruity. Sour never stops. Light bodied, fresh, and refreshing. Sour and fruit keep coming up and jumping on the palate, delivering deliciousness.

I'm enjoying this.

And I'm peeking on the internet and seeing that others are still enjoying it. Bottles are still around, kegs still exist in Iowa bars, enjoy it while you can, Iowans. Bless you, all.