Abdij Onze-Lieve-Vrouw van het Heilig Hart van Jezus, or Westmalle as it is more commonly known, was founded in 1797 and elevated to Trappist Abby in 1836, they started brewing the same year. The Monestary and brewery is located near the city of Malle (it's west of it, hence the name), which is located in Flanders. It was started by a group of Monks fleeing France (there seems to be a trend here) who, while on there way to Canada, passed through Flanders and were invited to stay. 8 of them did and they started Westmalle on a small farm given to them by the bishop of Antwerp. They had to abandon Westmalle in 1794 when the French invaded (them again!), but they returned in 1802. They left again when, in 1811, Napoleon banned all Trappists from France ( why can't these dastardly wine sippers just leave our habit wearing heroes alone!). They returned (again) in September of 1814, this time for good. During the great war, the steeple of their Chapel was demolished by the retreating Belgian army, and during WWII 10 monks held down the fort and the rest fled the country, afterward returning. The Abby's brewery has been quite successful, and the operation has grown to a point that the Monks have had to hire secular workers to come in and assist them in their brewing operations.
The Westmalle Goblet is one of the most impressive I've seen, It's certainly the tallest. The bottle is nice as well, rather tall, with the word "TRAPPISTENBIER" raised around it's neck.It says 9.5% alcohol by volume, which I imagine is a result of the confectionery sugar used in it's secondary fermentation in the bottle. I suppose it's time to pry the cap off and see that head.
It has a golden color, nice thick head that boils down from large bubbles to a nice creamy froth. It has a yeasty nose to it. On my first sip, it tastes a little citrusy, a little yeasty, with a rather alkaline feel to it ,or mouthfeel. I just learned the term from my friend Hilgar and I'm afraid I don't know how to properly apply it, but expect it in future posts. I would call this a mild bodied beer, It's moderately hoppy, but sweet. I figure most of this beers character is from the aforementioned secondary fermentation. I don't think I've had a beer that was quite this yeasty, even the La Trappe dubble that had the bits of yeast floating in it (I recently learned what those were). In all of this talk about yeast, I don't want you to get the Idea that this is all that is going on. This beer is quite obvious malted flavors, but I lack the experience to explain them.
This thing has shown me up, and along with the quick review my buddy gave of the Rochefort 10, has shown me how much I don't know about reviewing beer. But that's allot of the point of this blog, for me to learn more about beer and share it with y'all. And I think I've learned quite a bit, not so much about fancy terms, but about appreciating the individual aspects of beer that I never put a great deal of thought into before. At least I can go into more detail than I have in the past. This blog is also kind of a writing exercise for myself. I'm rather analytical, so just writing facts are easy for me, but expanding upon what is opinion is new territory. I like the fact that, being my blog, I can write as I please. No need for writing in a "proper" style. Of course, as English is a unregulated language, it's grammar and spelling are preposterous. But I suppose that's what I love about it, in reality it's kind of a rouge language, it is and can be anything it needs to be, as long as it makes sense and get's you're point across. I guess what I'm trying to say is, English is a mustang that needs to roam free, and I hate that people try to break it. Just let English run, like God intended.
You go English, don't ever let e'm take you down!
and have a beer too buddy!
I don't know how I got onto the subject of alcoholism in horses, but I'm out of this wonderful beer. May we meet again Westmalle Triple. Maybe next time I'll be ready to give you the review you deserve.
This beer gets my blurry seal of approval.