
Brewery: De Proef Brouwerij
Name: Lozen Boer(Legend of the Cow Smuggler)
Style: Belgian Quad
Origin: Belgium
Bottle: 750ml
ABV: 10%
Appearance: A very opaque brown, like someone needs to change their diet. A nice shade of red though when a light source is directly applied to the glass.
Pours: Any carbonation seems to be subdued by the weightiness of this rather thick looking beer. Then again it is a quadrupel and they’re not exactly known for gaining much of a head.
Smell: I’m getting promising and tantalizing whiffs of chocolate, cherries, toffee, and bourbon or burgundy.
Taste: With the taste we have notes of cocoa powder and caramel but these are hidden under and quickly overpowered by a very forward lemon-pepper taste. I think, for the first time I am actually completely stumped as to a type of music to pair with this.
Mouthfeel: This beer looks thick and unfiltered. Because of that I’m not sure if I’m getting a fine, almost silty particulate or just expecting to. It burns just ever so lightly and lively on the tongue. Not so much from the alcohol but from its sharper flavors being so diametrically opposed to its mellower ones.
Rating: 6.18 The words ‘Belgium’ and ‘Abbey’ always get high expectations in my book. Add on ‘Brewmaster’s Collection’ and ‘Special Reserve’ and I’m anticipating a mouthgasm to override my brain every time this brew from The Promised Land/Shangri-La/Valhalla/The Summer Lands or wherever it is that flawlessly brewed ales are made caresses my tongue. And there is I admit, a modicum, a quantifiable sliver of commendability in its flavor profile...But this didn’t caress my tongue. It promised a soft, gentle caress, then delivered a stinging slap, and then some as it passed my mouth, much like Carol Kane’s Ghost of Christmas Present character from Scrooged.
And what didn’t knock my mouth around just sort of lay tepid and milquetoast as it hid and cowered in fear.
If I were to summon this ale up in a character(s) it would be the conjoined pairing of the despondent doormat Crona and the acidly antagonistic Ragnarok from the anime Soul Eater.
I’ve had 1/2 of my first glass and already I feel that copying U.S. federal Medicare laws, by hand, in triplicate would be a far more enjoyable way to spend my time
Name: Lozen Boer(Legend of the Cow Smuggler)
Style: Belgian Quad
Origin: Belgium
Bottle: 750ml
ABV: 10%
Appearance: A very opaque brown, like someone needs to change their diet. A nice shade of red though when a light source is directly applied to the glass.
Pours: Any carbonation seems to be subdued by the weightiness of this rather thick looking beer. Then again it is a quadrupel and they’re not exactly known for gaining much of a head.
Smell: I’m getting promising and tantalizing whiffs of chocolate, cherries, toffee, and bourbon or burgundy.
Taste: With the taste we have notes of cocoa powder and caramel but these are hidden under and quickly overpowered by a very forward lemon-pepper taste. I think, for the first time I am actually completely stumped as to a type of music to pair with this.
Mouthfeel: This beer looks thick and unfiltered. Because of that I’m not sure if I’m getting a fine, almost silty particulate or just expecting to. It burns just ever so lightly and lively on the tongue. Not so much from the alcohol but from its sharper flavors being so diametrically opposed to its mellower ones.
Rating: 6.18 The words ‘Belgium’ and ‘Abbey’ always get high expectations in my book. Add on ‘Brewmaster’s Collection’ and ‘Special Reserve’ and I’m anticipating a mouthgasm to override my brain every time this brew from The Promised Land/Shangri-La/Valhalla/The Summer Lands or wherever it is that flawlessly brewed ales are made caresses my tongue. And there is I admit, a modicum, a quantifiable sliver of commendability in its flavor profile...But this didn’t caress my tongue. It promised a soft, gentle caress, then delivered a stinging slap, and then some as it passed my mouth, much like Carol Kane’s Ghost of Christmas Present character from Scrooged.
And what didn’t knock my mouth around just sort of lay tepid and milquetoast as it hid and cowered in fear.
If I were to summon this ale up in a character(s) it would be the conjoined pairing of the despondent doormat Crona and the acidly antagonistic Ragnarok from the anime Soul Eater.
I’ve had 1/2 of my first glass and already I feel that copying U.S. federal Medicare laws, by hand, in triplicate would be a far more enjoyable way to spend my time
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You know I never considered the fate of the cow. Maybe it’s a particular breed ideally suited for milk stouts?
If you look at the label on the bottle you’ll note the words ‘Abbey Style’ .
It doesn’t come from an abbey but they tried an approximation of a beer that could have.
Chocolate and citrus actually isn’t that bad together. I’ve had orange mochas and chocolate dipped pineapple chunks.
If you look at the label on the bottle you’ll note the words ‘Abbey Style’ .
It doesn’t come from an abbey but they tried an approximation of a beer that could have.
Chocolate and citrus actually isn’t that bad together. I’ve had orange mochas and chocolate dipped pineapple chunks.
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