Is there much point in me writing about this beer?
It’s a classic Belgian Tripel and it does all the things you might want and expect from a beer of this type.
It’s a lovely golden colour and smells of yeasty fruity goodness.
Everything is there from honey and brioche to spices and yeasty metallic sharpness.
In fact if you make a list of all the things you think a Belgian Tripel should include and almost all of it’s here.
And yet there’s something missing, something very important, something subtly intrinsic.
I can’t quite put my finger on what it is, but drinking it I’m left thinking there’s a great big hole in the middle of this beer where its heart ought to be.