Dangermenparenting brought over this solid, out-of-town find. It hails from Kansas City, Belgium…no wait, Missouri!? It was split four ways and near the end of the evening, so don’t judge my glass selection and hazy iPhone notes.
This beer is excellent. And I am not a style nazi at all, but it’s pretty true to the tripel style. The Alström Bros from beeradvocate actually gave this a rare 100. Although as usual, I read their review and felt like we drank a different beer. They’re always throwing in crazy-ass flavors that they pick up. “A passing hint of passion fruit eaten while you place your nose against the brass handle of a porthole on a ship in high seas, such that the rolling ship makes you faint and hollow in the stomach.” OK, they didn’t actually say that. But sometimes I feel like they are talking out of their asses…or their palates could just be better than mine.
It pours hazy orange with a nice, white head that hangs around (but it’s in one of my hop bomb glasses, so sue me). The smell is belgian candy sugar, bananas, cloves, and a latent fruitiness. The taste is as it smells, along with belgian yeast, peppery spiciness, and apples and pears. I like my tripels slightly on the sweet end of the tripel spectrum, and this one does not disappoint. But it’s not so sweet that the carbonation can’t do its job: masking (mostly) the 9% ABV and giving it a clean finish.
I want more of this. And I want more Boulevard dammit!
The Haybag: I remember this was quite good, but my mental notes from that evening are a little hazy. I think they need to bring us another one so that I can be certain.