Many years ago as the brothers sat and drank Chimay together Archbishop C was enlightened by the spirits and dubbed the heavenly delicacy Beerssert. Not just beer or a dessert, rather a perfect blend of both. The word beer had to be maintained in whole as the Trappist monks whom created Chimay understood the essence of the gift from the highest powers to man. Yet something more than just a beer. A testament to greatness so astonishingly good that a dessert aspect had to have been used to finish the full description of what was shared from a bottle of magnificence. This is when the word Beerssert was first coined and Copyrighted © 2010 – Monk Brewery by the brothers on this very site!

Archbishop C and Bishop D

After some initial evaluation, scientific research and deep reflection I would definitely have to agree that this beer represents one of the worlds greatest beeristic treasures. Whether it’s a late evening snack or an early morning breakfast the Westvlateren 12 has to be considered one of the best beers I have had the pleasure to enjoy. Is it worth the price equivalent to almost 4 Chimay blues? Considering the availability I would say:

The rare experience drinking a Westvlateren 12 offered a tremendous value within the lived adventure.

However with that said, if forced to make a daily choice I would drink a Chimay Grand Reserve with the peace of mind knowing it is one of the best two beers mankind has perfected – at what I consider a reasonable price. In Belgium the price comparison is Chimay $3,60 and Westvlateren 12 sits at a step $15,00 a bottle.

Archbishop C

As I traveled back to the origins of the worlds top Trappist-en brewers I found myself right in the heart of Brussels. The grand palace square from September 5-7th was teaming with life. connoisseurs from around the world gathered to celebrate and share in Belgium’s beer traditions. I bought my fair share of tokens (Bottle Caps) that allowed me to sample several great Belgium beers while anonymously mingling in the crowd. A rumor spread about a very select beer surfacing just outside the square at small pub. Ask for it specifically I was told – Westvleteren 12. I was told to hurry as a sighting of such delights was extremely rare.

I followed the advise and set off to the pub. The waitress was very surprised when I asked for the treasure. She paused and informed the beer was 15 euro a bottle. Yes, the best things in life aren’t always free I replied. She asked me to take a seat and informed me she would find me. I sat outside in the warm open air full of anticipation. What manor of treat could be so cherished that it whispered in the air through the quiet voices of the crowd? After a few minutes the cold bottle, opener and glass arrived.

Archbishop C