Achel 8 Bruin

Brewed by Brouwerij der Trappistenabdij De Achelse Kluis
Style: Belgian Strong Ale
Hamont-Achel, Belgium

Serve in Trappist glass, Tulip, Tumbler

Tostada,turbia con buena espuma. Aromas a candy,con sabor fuerte y final amargo.

Mörkt bärnstensfärgad med enorm skumkrona. Doften ligger mellan belgisk jäst och sydtysk veteöl, degspad, välmogen banan, men även friska jästiga estrar. Smaken är rund och mjuk, liten jästig beska, färskt bröd, söta päron och bananer, lite syrligt och sött. Välbalanserad brun ale som är väldigt välgjord utan att sticka ut. I det här fallet kan jag inte se något negativt i det.

Bottle. Pours dark brown red with a light tan head. Aroma of dark fruits and resin. (Slightly too) Sweet taste of raisins and a hint of licorice.

Poured a dark brown reddishh hue, aromas of dark fruit, and brown sugar. Has a great balance of flavors of raisins, molasses, brown sugar, very nice beer.

Large lasting brownish head. Colour is golden brown. Nose with candis, figs and dates. Some lenght and body. Taste is again figs and dates. Very fine brune.

Bottle. Dark reddish brown colour. Fruity aroma. Faintly sweet fruity flavour. Nice mouthfeel. Very good beer.

What makes an abbeybeer so special above more worldly beers? Well, in a north flemish monastry of Benedictine dogma. Beer was brewed. Further, in the solitary confinement of the monastry not many real exiting things happened. Except then for that moment that they would taste and drink and excite the drinks they brew. Typically after work they drank it, but they didn’t think it was suitable for celebrations and stuff. Not on some day off from work, but right after work, they drank it. But after work and first dinking beer, it was normally food and wine. They didnt like the stuff they brew, even after having gone to church! They didnt enjoy it. Well anyway. But then one thing began organizing for beeing real, by the beerworkers. They organized for that cause, that they should be free to make whatever beer they wanted. It was a tough bargain. But then an exciting entrepreneurship arised among the monasteral workers. They made a french party beer. They chose some coca cola feel to it, some citric head disappearing fast. They made a beer that prolonges that feel, that sugary smell and this icey texture. After some head that sugary water lavishes u head. Thank god its no coke a cola, but reeal goood beeer. It is a beer of joy and joue de vivre, and a real french trappist kind of beer too. A bit winey, but with bubbles and head that grows you a moustache grise. I hope not a once in a lifetime but prefferably one prescribed every day.

Bottle from Friar Tuck in Savoy, IL. Pours a murky brown with a frothy light beige head. Aroma of Belgian esters, dust, and plummy fruits. Medium bodied with an earthy mouthfeel. Flavor of brown sugar, maple, bready malts- all the goodness you find in a well made trappist ale. Slight alcohol on the finish. Great beer