Oft imitated, but rarely approached — there are few things better than beer made by men of the cloth. But for the most part, traditional trappist ales, (or monk-made, bottle conditioned Belgian ales) are hardly innovative.
This golden liquid fits very much in this category. The frothy head is incredible; the aroma startlingly fresh, almost grassy. The amount of sediment in each pour must be terrifying to a lager fan (goopy white chunks of fermentation boogies). And the crisp nip of the beer’s taste is exceedingly well-done. It’s like Delerium with less ego. But creative it’s not.
This triple is light, only mildly hoppy and has floral notes up the ass. It’s a tame and pleasant afternoon chugger for sure, if you’re not asking for boundaries to be crossed or envelopes to be pushed, or whatever.
Dairy Pairy: Camambert with Dijon
Soundtrack: Jefferson Airplane’s Surrealistic Pillow
