Showing posts with label Belgium. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Belgium. Show all posts

Wednesday, 17 July 2013

The COLLECTION


I offered to bring a few beers from Belgium to the Czech Republic.  A simple premise you say?  No!  A heroic undertaking!

The Glassware
From left to right:  the beers and whether or not they made it to the promised land.
- Westvleteren Glass
- St. Bernardus Glass
- Boon Kriek (Made it)
- Cantillon Rose de Gambrinus (Made it)
- Grimbergen Tripel (Cut)
- Grimbergen Gold (Cut)
- Bink Blond (Cut)
- St. Bernardus Abt 12 (Made it)
- Westvleteren Blond (Cut)
- Westvleteren 8 (Cut)
- Westvleteren 12 (Made it)
- Orval (Made it)
- Rochefort 8 (Made it)
- Rochefort 10 (Made it)
- Westmalle Tripel (Made it)
- Westmalle Dubbel (Made it)
- Westmalle Glass
- Westvleteren Glass

Collecting
The best part of making a beer collection is trying a host of different beers and determining which of them make the grade.  Even better is trying the beers which you already know make the grade, but which you've only read about.

The collection ranged from all over Belgium.  Orval in the far south east, Westmalle in the north and Westvleteren in the south west.

The picture of the collection above isn't completely authentic, either.  There were more beers in the collection at one point, but they didn't make the final cut.  There are also several beers in the picture which were consumed that night to reduce weight and to save space.  Lastly, there are two beers that should be in the picture:  Delirium Tremens and De Garre Quadrupel.  The first is missing because I forgot to buy it and the second because it isn't bottled.

The COLLECTION is also very focused on Trappist beers.  During my beerlgrimage through Belgium I focused on visiting the Trappist abbey breweries, which accounts for Orval, Westmalle, and Rochefort.  Missing is Achel & Chimay.  LaTrappe is also missing, but its Dutch so it doesn't quite count.  The last of the seven, Westvleteren, we managed to find in a bottle shop in Bruxelles.  I tried frequently to call the abbey's "beer phone" to arrange to pick some up, but had no luck whatsoever getting through.

Travel
The final list that made the journey was 3 glasses and 9 bottles.  I brought a over the shoulder messenger bag, a collapsible duffel bag and a 75L backpack on the trip with me.  Before even getting a single beer into it my backpack was quite full.  Where was I going to put it all?

With some ingenious packing, using socks as beer covers, using a duffel bag as dirty laundry storage, and by strapping as much as humanly possible to the outside of the backpack I managed to get it all in.  But, goddamn was it heavy.

As I started traveling from west to east I started to use ride sharing almost entirely.  Public transport with a massive backpack is REALLY unpleasant, but ride share?  Easy.  I traveled from Lille to Bruxelles, to Amsterdam, to Utrecht, to Arnhem, to Berlin, to Prague, and finally to Breclav with all the extra weight.  By the time we finally got down to drinking I had a back made of iron and neck muscles like steel cables.

Consumption
At long last I made it to Pohansko-Breclav.  Not more than seconds after getting out of the taxi did I suddenly feel excitement.  Not only to ditch the weight, but also to try all of those beers again!

We went out for a nice dinner that evening and when we got back the tastings began.  It was an excellent evening.  The new friends I made and the amazed look on their faces as they tried the strange, yet delicious, beers was priceless.  In the end, it felt completely worth the effort and I hope everyone that got to try them enjoyed them!

Tuesday, 16 July 2013

Belgium (part 2)

Central Flanders - Waterloo & Ghent
One of the must see stops on my trip through Belgium was Waterloo.  The site of one of the most famous battles in European history.  It is well known worldwide and lends its name to numerous organisations, public buildings and places.  I was excited to visit the place where Napolean and the French Empire were finally stopped by an alliance of the British, Dutch and Prussian armies.


I was pleasantly surprised by Waterloo as I'd heard several derogatory remarks made about the site - most famously by Lord Wellesly himself who decried the ruining of his beautiful battlefield.  The monument at the site was built on the spot on the ridge where the Prince of Orange was injured in the battle.  Sadly, in making the monument, the ridge the battle was fought on is now gone.


I think the thing that surprised me the most wasn't the site of the battle, or the not so interesting museum, or even the amazing view afforded by a climb to the top of the monument.  The most interesting part of visiting Waterloo was the nearby panorama painting with accompanying props and music.  I think it is one of the most impressive combinational forms of art I've ever seen.


After leaving Waterloo I headed up to Ghent for a night's sleep on a canal boat - something I was very much looking forward to.  It turned out to be better than I thought it would be!  The boat itself was beautiful and comfortable and the city was even more so.  Several times I wished I had had more time to spend there.  Alas, I was a slave to my schedule.  The next morning, after climbing a bell tower and looking through Ghent's churches, I headed to what was about to become the favourite city of my journey up to that point: Brugge.




Before I move on completely, however, I feel I need to bring us back to what's important - the beer!  For years I'd been drinking a beer called Guulden Draak and its quite safe to say I was completely ignorant of its origins.  Until I got to Ghent that is.  The beer is brewed to the north of Ghent and takes its name from the large golden dragon mounted on the top of Ghent's belfry.  My story of Belgium: from complete ignorance to stunned amazement every single day.


West Flanders - Brugge and Ieper (Ypres)
I love Brugge.  No, I haven't seen the movie.  Yes, I know I should've watched it before I left and yes, I do plan on watching it in the future.


Brugge was the second city that I was planning on visiting on my travels which had been declared a UNESCO heritage site.   If you've read my previous blog on visiting Bath, England, you'll know I was expecting a lot from Bath and felt a bit let down when leaving.  I arrived in Brugge with no expectations whatsoever, and was totally blown away by the city.


I'll break down how I spent my time in Brugge to a few parts: the food, the sights, good friends and a day trip to Ieper.


Brugge was the first place where I truly went all out on Belgian food.  Frites from a highly recommended stand below the bell tower, fresh strawberries from a local farmer's market, sugary waffles from a street vendor, freshly made pralines from a chocolatier and my second favourite beer from my trip to Belgium - accompanied by a delicious local cheese, of course.  I did not have one bad meal while in the city.  One of the best stops if my whole visit was to a hidden away pub down a narrow alley, Staminee de Garre.  I think that anyone that enjoys incredibly good beer should visit the difficult to find, but extremely cool, little pub when in Brugge.


Brugge is a beautiful city.  Narrow and mazy cobbled streets, several gigantic cathedrals, huge medieval defensive towers, massive medieval market squares, and swan-filled canals crisscross, surround and fill the city.  Everywhere you go in Brugge the sights are beautiful and the whole city feels authentically old and medieval.


It was by happenstance that two friends of mine were traveling through Europe, specifically Brugge and Bruxelles, at the same time that I was.  I always enjoy travelling with other people and getting to enjoy Brugge, Ieper and Bruxelles with friends was a great and unexpected pleasure.  Not only seeing the sights together, but also comparing notes on all the different Belgian beers, as well.


On my last night in Brugge I took a day trip to the small town of Ieper (Ypres).  For most, Ieper is not a major draw, but for Canadians it should be required visiting.  There are two battles (potentially three, with Paschendaele, just north of Ieper) from WWI which are extremely important to the national identity of Canada.  The battle of Ieper helped shape the perceptions of other nations toward Canadians due to the skill and bravery of the soldiers who fought and died there.  After the battle of Ieper our soldiers were recognized for the first time as Canadians, and not just as British (except by the British, of course).


The war memorials in Ieper are beautiful and the memorial arch listing the names of all those who died defending the city in WWI is an extremely solemn place.  The In Flanders museum, while slightly disjointed, is one of the best WWI museums in the world.  But, it would be foolish to focus only on sad or dark moments of the history of Ieper as the present day city is beautiful.  The huge town hall and massive cathedral dominate the centre of the city.  Small cobbled streets radiate out in every direction and while touristy, it does not feel nearly as fake as many other cities I've visited.  The most prominently heard language is Dutch, which is usually a good indicator of local vs. tourist density.


Of course, you can't forget about the Belgian beer.  Our day trip to Ieper was to take us past the last of the Trappist abbeys in my beerlgrimage: Westvleteren.  Westvleteren Abbey produces what many beer rating websites consider to be the best beer in the world.  One thing I am certain of is that regardless of its taste, it is one of the most difficult beers in the world to acquire.  The bad news from our story?  We didn't check the schedule closely enough and the cafe at the abbey was closed on the day we arrived there.  Damnit!


Bruxelles
After leaving Brugge I returned my car hire to Lille, France and returned to the drudgery of public transport as I headed to Bruxelles.  I had quite purposefully avoided Bruxelles during my car travels through Belgium as I wanted to avoid driving through the city at all costs and I figured that public transport would be more than adequate to get around. It was a good decision.  The traffic in Bruxelles is horrendous and the public transport is quite good.


When I arrived in Bruxelles I was to stay with my friends who'd rented a nice flat in a posh area of the city.  We spent a couple of days wandering the city, taking pictures, finding nice cafes and cooking our own dinners.  I even got to see the national team play a football game on TV!


Over three days spent in the European capital I did and saw quite a lot.  A lot more than I expected to!  A few of the places I went to were a bit underwhelming, like the Atomium, while others were fantastic.


On my last day in Bruxelles I visited the armaments museum and AutoWorld.  The armaments museum had a varied, and incredible, collection of planes ranging from WWI bi-planes to an F16 holding down the centre of the hangar.  The next room over?  A number of APC's and tanks.  The next room from that?  What appeared to be every single weapon used to wage war from the 14th to the 19th century.





After the orgy of weapons and war vehicles I went across the street to AutoWorld.  It was a car orgy featuring old cars from as far back as the Model T to brand new Lamborghinis on display for the Italian company's birthday.  After a thoroughly enjoyable day checking out museums I headed back to the city centre and had the last Belgian frites of the trip at Fritland and my last beer at a small Belgian restaurant which served delicious rabbit cooked in kriek paired with a nice sour lambic.



Oh right!  How could i forget to talk about the beer?  I also went to one of my favourite breweries while I was in Bruxelles: Cantillon.  Located in a poorer neighbourhood (which may have been quite nice when they opened over 100 years ago), the Cantillon Brewery is stashed in an ancient old rundown factory building south of the old city.  It exudes character, charm and cobwebs in this ultra traditional Belgian brewery which relies on wild yeast to ferment their delicious lambics.  Cantillon was the site of one of the best beer tastings I had all trip and it may be the only brewery in Belgium that you can actually walk through!  Check the last picture for their open top wort tank which the wild yeast gets in through!




Conclusion
As I said at the beginning of part 1 - I loved Belgium and before arriving I wanted to love it.  The sights in Belgium are beautiful, but the key to enjoying Belgium is to eat and drink your way through the country.  My Belgian friend tried to explain Belgian food to me:  "Belgians enjoy food, Frenchmen cook it."  I didn't fully understand what he meant at first, but I think I do now.  The quality, taste and experience of eating and drinking is what's important to Belgians, not so much the method of preparation - except when the method creates the taste. How can you not like eating in a country like that?

As to the sights of Belgium - every city seems to have its own quaint or classy charm.  For such a small country Belgium feels varied.  Small charming cities like Brugge and Ieper take you back in time in the west.  Switchback roads, cliffs and rolling hills take you into areas which look untouched by men in the east.  The middle is a mix of the two: nature and city, French and Dutch.  Altogether I spent 10 days in Belgium and I quite easily could've stayed longer!

Next stop: The Netherlands.

Friday, 12 July 2013

Belgium (part 1)

Belgium was one of the most anticipated countries on my travel list.  I wanted to fully experience Belgium - to explore every nook and cranny, to meet as many Belgians as possible and to try each and every local food and drink the country had to offer.  I wanted to enjoy every aspect, and worryingly, I expected to.  Thankfully, Belgium didn't let me down.


For those that don't know, Belgium is the beer Mecca (one of them anyway, Germans and Czechs might argue bitterly about this).  Brewmasters across the world align their wort tanks towards this tiny country as they pray over their brews.  I fully intended to partake of as many different beers as possible during my time in Belgium and I had a car to get me everywhere I wanted to go.


As I traveled into Belgium a friend informed me that he was going to be in the Czech Republic and he offered that I come visit him - I accepted.  My friend is even more of a beer aficionado than I am and I suggested I might bring a few Belgian beers with me.  What started as a nice thing to do for a friend quickly became THE COLLECTION.


It is extremely easy to make a mouthwatering beer collection in Belgium.  In fact, its hard to find a limit on how many bottles to include in it.  What styles of beers do I bring?  How many of each style?  How do I get all of them around by public transport from France to the Czech Republic?  All of these difficult questions proved too difficult for me so I just started collecting bottles with the intention of sorting it all out later.  How did I do that?  Well, that might just be a story for my next blog post!

The Ardennes - Bastogne & Orval
As I crossed the border from Luxembourg into Belgium I was once again in awe of such an important area to WWII - the Ardennes.  My first stop was the small town of Bastogne.  Bastogne was the site of the heroic American defence during the Battle of the Bulge when the 101st Airborne was surrounded during the German counterattack of January 1945.  The area is rife with well known events from WWII - General McAuliffe's simple response to a German surrender demand ("Nuts!") standing foremost in my mind.  As I drove into the town I couldn't get the picture of snow covered soldiers hiding in the woods from HBO's Band of Brothers out of my head.


My first stop in Bastogne was a small hidden away museum in one of the few buildings that survived the battle.  It had such an incredibly diverse collection, and while lacking order or description, it proved to be one of the best museums I visited.


From Bastogne I made my way south and I was once again following the trail of WWII.  The roads I was driving down were the same roads used by the German tanks that blitzed through the Ardennes forest in the spring of 1940 and straight into the heart of France.  I still find it difficult to imagine huge armoured columns pouring down the narrow roads (without pavement) and having all those vehicles not get stuck or run out of supplies.


The goal of my southward journey was the small abbey of Orval - the first Trappist brewery on my beer pilgrimage. The abbey is beautiful and I wish I had called ahead to book a guest stay there.  As it was, walking the grounds of the old ruins, looking through the museum, and catching glimpses of the modern abbey left me feeling refreshed and relaxed.  Not to mention having a couple of delicious beers to take with me and a 1kg block of some of the best cheese I've ever tried.



After sleeping near Orval I left the Ardennes on my way to Liege by a circuitous route that took me through a place I'd read about, Rochehaut, and the second of the Trappist breweries on my beerlgrimage - Rochefort.  Rochehaut is stunningly beautiful and standing on the hillside overlooking the village was a highlight of my trip through Belgium.  Rochefort, on the other hand, didn't have much to offer other than a tourist info office that sold beer!


Liege
The largest city of the French speaking portion of the country, Liege is best known as the birthplace and capital of Charlemagne (at least by me!).  Liege is also home to one of the most widely produced common beers of Belgium - Jupiler.  I'm not a fan, but on my first night there I got to experience what I believe is my favourite Belgian beer: Rochefort 10.  I'll never forget that first sip, even if the rest of that night is a bit hazy.


Liege is a beautiful city which straddles the Meuse river.  I spent a full day walking up and down the river enjoying local markets, an amazing arms & armour museum, and a ... shopping mall?  I had delicious frites done 'properly' and I enjoyed several new types of beer - this time in moderation.


The North - Achel & Westmalle
I left Liege and headed towards the Netherlands as I continued my beerlgrimage towards Achel & Westmalle - Trappist breweries number 3 and 4.  I did not stop in Achel as you cannot visit the abbey and the shop is quite small, but I did continue on to Westmalle where I stopped at the Trappist Cafe.

When people talk about Belgium they mention fries, chocolates, waffles and beer - everyone seems to forget the amazing cheese!  The Westmalle cheese is absolutely to die for - much like the beer!  After securing more bottles I continued on to my next stop - Leuven - where I was going to stay with a friend who planned to show me the Flemish countryside.

East Flanders - Leuven & Hoegaarden
I met up with my friend in Leuven and went out for a delicious dinner, which wasn't particularly Belgian, but allowed me to get my first taste of Flemish and my first try at a new language on the trip. As it turns out I'm not very good at pronouncing Dutch words, and I'm better off sticking to English and French.


We tried a few local brews and I got to explore a bit of the city.  The following day we went out into the country, visited Hoegaarden, and got a bit lost as we headed in the general direction of Liege and the small town where my friend grew up.  After several beers, a tray of delicious fresh strawberries and some frites - we were on our way back to Leuven.


As this is my story of Belgium I feel it's important to mention the beers that come from Leuven.  It is the home of Leffe and Stella Artois and its only a short 15 minute drive away from Hoegaarden.  Frequent drinkers of import beers will almost assuredly recognize these names and will more than likely have tried them before!


Stay tuned for the second part of my look at Belgium as I go over my travels from one side of Flanders to the other.