<\/a><\/p>\n Summer. I love summer. I love love love love love love summer. Now that winter is finally over in Colorado, I find it more than compelling to have the season of summer speak with its very loud and perfect voice. Enough pensive adoration of the sun! ON TO THE BEER!<\/p>\n The Belgians, a\u00c2\u00a0relationship\u00c2\u00a0that I can only describe as mysterious. One minute you can sing their\u00c2\u00a0praises\u00c2\u00a0and the next be totally unimpressed with their offerings. Summer is the time for Wheat Beers to take their place and remind us that winters cold breath doesn’t need\u00c2\u00a0quenching\u00c2\u00a0with an IPA, the summer requires the delicate breath that only a Belgian Ale can give us. Ironically my last deep journey went to the Duvel and now I find myself absolutely enamored with the sweet-sour palette dance of Maredsous<\/a>.<\/p>\n I really don’t know what to say about this particular brew outside of what you don’t know, WHICH IS EVERYTHING! MUAHAHAHHAHA!<\/p>\n Put that\u00c2\u00a0awful\u00c2\u00a0New Belgian swill down the drain and find yourself a liquor store that has the inventory\u00c2\u00a0prepared\u00c2\u00a0to enlighten you.<\/p>\n This pretty little ditty rings in at 10% ABV and is of the Tripel variety. Crafted by some of the most patient brewers I have ever known, the gentlemen at Duvel Moortgat<\/a> have really done something with a belgian ale that I really didn’t know was possible. They infused mystery into the full bodied\u00c2\u00a0potpourri\u00c2\u00a0of the this delightful Tripel. It sings of summer fruits and fields warm and healthy with sunshine and overrun with the sugars of land never marred by industrialization or abused to bear more then they should.<\/p>\n