Beer Review: Corsendonk Christmas Ale – Meh’ers gonna meh

I’ve got a bunch of f-ing Christmas beer to review, and it’s Christmas Eve already. It would have been nice had my employers taken my blogging schedule into account and stuck to their target adjournment date. Oh well. Next up, Corsendonk Christmas Ale.

Why haters gotta hate? I have encountered so much apathy about this beer. Lots of “mehs”, “ehhhs”, and “It’s OKs”. What the fuck, people? Look at it, it’s pretty. It smells nice. It tastes like gingerbread, brown sugar, bread, yeast, and a hint of dark fruit. What the hell else do y’all want in a Christmas Belgian? Are Holiday beers some kind of contest to see who can ingest the most cinnamon (which by the way is hilarious):

This thing is like 8 percent abv, but it still has delicate and beautiful flavors, is not too heavy, has no aftertaste, and has a booze presence so low you could probably even drink it at work. (Beerbecue does not generally advocate drinking at work).

Hate less. Drink more. I will get this every Christmas <shakes fist angrily>.

The Haybag: Ehh. It’s OK.

Me: Aaaaaaargh!


Beer Review: Scaldis Noel is good, and yetis have hairy armpits

Now that people are decking halls and donning gay apparel, it’s time to dust off your Raffi Christmas album, get out your dickey, and throw down some Christmas beers.

Nice dickey.

So, we have Scaldis Noel, which is from some Belgian brewery whose name I probably can’t pronounce.  And I must admit to not knowing much about Belgium; except, judging from this 8 fl. oz. bottle, its inhabitants must be about Hobbit-size. I can think of no other reason for a bottle of beer to be this small.  Split it with your Haybag, and you only get 4 fl. oz.

Awwww, it's cute.

It pours a reddish-copper, with very little head. It smells like bread, Belgian yeast, Belgian candy sugar, and maybe a hint of orange (but not hoppy, citrusy orange). It tastes like it smells, plus maybe some raisins soaked in melted brown sugar (that is going to get feedback from the pretension ombudsman). Then it has a warm and boozy, don’t-drink-me-at-work, 12% abv finish.

Near the bottom of the glass, as it warms, I can almost taste Cointreau (orange flavor identified). Not in a bad way, of course…my path through law school was littered with, inter alia, drained Cointreau bottles.

The Haybag: More like: Split it with your Haybag, and the Haybag gets 3 oz….you bastard.