We took Eurostar,
leaving Waterloo in the early hours, arriving in Brussels at lunch time. Our
hotel was good and central, close to the Grand Place and, once checked in,
we set off for a guided tour of the city, with stops at selected bars along
the way. And that, basically, was the pattern for the weekend. Between us we
visited most of the renowned bars - such as a la Becasse and Mort
Subite - and sampled a wide range of the many and varied Belgian ales on
offer. One of my favourite bars was the Poechnenellkelder (Puppet Cellar),
close to the Mannekin Pis, a typically eccentric place with a helpful beer
list with 45 varieties on offer.
On Saturday morning we took
our hangovers to the Brasserie/Brouwerij Cantillon (this is a bilingual
city). This is a family business, more than 100 years old, producing
tradition Iambic beers. It's a 'do it yourself tour - you get a leaflet in
the language of your choice and follow the signs around the small compact
site. Although all the beers will ultimately be bottled, they are matured in
chestnut or oak pipes (650 I) or hogsheads (250 I) and there is an
impressive array of these casks to see. At the end of the tour you get small
samples of a gueuze (a blend of lambics) and a kriek (made by macerating
cherries in 2 year old lambic for up to 6 months. I have to admit that these
are not my favourite styles of beers, but it's good to know these traditions
survive. We arrived back at Waterloo (the station, not the battlefield) in
the Monday evening rush hour, with sore heads but thoroughly entertained and
enlightened.
Roger Jacobson
(reprinted from the SPBW publication PINT in HAND)

The Hotel Moon

the Cantillon Brewery

casks of lambic beer (it's frothy,
man) maturing in the Cantillon Brewery

Trappist Ale at its best -
Westmalle Tripel