Of beers and vomit

So J is in Georgia, and while going to an excellent beer bar at my suggestion and urging, she happened on to an unknown brewpub. Their web site suggested decent beer and good vegetarian food options, so I urged her to go. Among other mixed reviews in a first e-mail, here is the entirety of the second e-mail she sent me:

when the ipa warms up it tastes like vomit

The identity of the brewpub will be withheld until I can do my own visit, but given that IPA is J's favorite style, the prospects look pretty dim.