3.5 hours later...
...I'm out of my blood spatter midterm.
Damn.
Think it's time to go have a Tilsburg Dutch Brown Ale, and decide if this culture fusion in beer is really what's it's cracked up to be. I had one bottle after work, and decided that it tasted like a Belgian mixed with a nut brown. Hmmm. Not sure that I like that.
Heck, I mostly just bought it because the labels have a little tidbit form Hieronymus Bosch's Garden Of Earthly Delights on 'em.
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The Belgian ales ARE superb, aren't they? Congratulations on surviving blood-spatter.
Oh, I've not survived it, yet-- the patient is still alive, but his condition is "guarded."
And this ain't no Belgian, proper. I have a love-hate with Belgians, with their sweet/sour bite and odd yeasts and lactic acids from encouraged bacteria during the fermentation process.
A good Lambic is a joy, and a Dubbel is nice.
But they don't need to be mixed in with a good Anglo-style nut-brown.
Well, I don't like them all, but I particularly admire Chimay and I love their cheese.
There's a place in Dallas - New Amsterdam Coffee House - which always has at least one Belgian beer on draught. I love the Trippels, though. Yum. Now I'm getting thirsty.
Dunno if it's still there, but I used to drain glasses at The Old Monk, a coupla blocks east of Central. They had good Belgian beers.
Then there was The Barley House.
Of course, you'll find what you're after at (hat to chest) The Gingerman, too. But that's like saying that the sky is blue.
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