Sunday afternoon and we were doing a bunch of stuff inside because it was raining. I wanted a beer that would lift my spirits and make me happier. I wanted a wit bier. The only one that was in the fridge is this one that Mark grabbed in Florida.
The label said the usual rhetoric of coriander and oranges and blah blah blah. It poured out cloudy yellow-orange in colour and had a huge head. Right away I knew this was going to be a Ken no like. It smelled skunky and sour. I checked the label to make sure it wasn’t old and saw that it was bottled in February of this year. Great, so it’s supposed to smell like this.
The smell came from the fact that it was sour and skunky. It was probably one of the worst tasting beers that I’ve had in years. With each sip I made a pucker face as I forced it down. The wife told me to dump it, but NO! I shall try to finish it.
I did, and I’m sorry I didn’t listen to her.
The only redeeming thing from this beer is the logo looks like boobs. Maybe that’s why Mark bought it.
Country of Origin: Belgium
Alcohol Content: 5%
Vessel: Glass by way of bottle