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Product information "The Bitter Truth Hazy Hops 0,2L 44%"
The Bitter Truth Hazy Hops Bitters 0.2L 44%
The Bitter Truth Hazy Hops Bitters – Fruity. Hearty. Hoppy.
With Hazy Hops Bitters, The Bitter Truth brings the rich hop culture of Bavaria – one of the world's most important hop-growing regions – to your cocktails. For centuries, hops have given beer its fruity freshness and delicate bitterness. The Bitter Truth captures this essence in an innovative recipe that redefines classic bitters. In a sophisticated blend of spirits and Caribbean rum, a complex interplay of aromas unfolds: Citrusy, bitter hop notes meet sweet and earthy accents of tea, dried fruit, and select herbs. Despite their light color, Hazy Hops Bitters unfold a surprising depth – complex yet approachable. Ideal for classic cocktails like the Negroni, Manhattan, or Gin & Tonic. But even non-alcoholic drinks like lemonades or tonic water gain character and sophistication with a few drops of these hop bitters. The Bitter Truth Hazy Hops Bitters – for creative drinks with Bavarian soul and a tropical twist.| Alcohol content: | 44 % Vol. |
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| Country: | Germany |
| Filling quantity: | 0,2 Liter |
| Responsible food business operator: | The Bitter Truth GmbH Wolfratshauser Str. 21e 82049 Pullach im Isartal Deutschland |
| Type: | Cocktail Bitter |
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1 review
20 January 2026 13:28
A Bitter Trip Through Time and Taste
Hazy Hops. Okay, whatever. Just another bitter trying to squeeze into an already saturated market, right? Well… not quite. I pause. Interesting aroma. I need to taste this. A couple of drops on the back of my hand. Whoa. What is this? It feels like my brain has been dropped into a time machine—one hemisphere racing forward, the other rewinding. My taste buds scatter in every direction. I try to focus and glance at the bottle. The label looks blurred. Is it me, or is it meant to be that way? I honestly can’t tell. I feel torn apart, dazzled, wondering what’s happening. Suddenly I’m back in Amsterdam, reliving the first—and last—time I ever felt truly high. A psychedelic assault on the senses. Fig fruit seems to be injected straight into my veins, while mesmerizing citrus notes swirl all around. Is this stuff even legal? Then the bitterness arrives. It reins everything in. Calms the chaos. Contradicts the contradiction. Peace settles in. And I’m left wondering: what just happened? I can’t wait to let this crazy little potion work its magic in my beloved recipes—bringing an unexpected, yet somehow obvious, twist of definition to everything it touches.