As you know, "collaboration" is always a dangerous word to read on any beer bottle. Often an experiment and holiday for others but at your expense. Unfortunately for my prejudices, I quite like dubbels and there are apparently honest to goodness Cistercian monks involved so I will open my mind.
But first, this post is brought to you by my electrician who installed a switch in the stash room yesterday. I've actually broken a on-off pull chain and then destroyed a jury-rigged switch with all these bottle photos over the years. It's a nice switch. Switch 3G. Functional. Unassuming. And reasonably priced. The same goes for this dubbel. It pours a pleasant chestnut with a light mocha froth and rim. On the sniff there's nuts, brown sugar and a nice fruity almost grape scent. A very pleasant sip. Spiced burlappiness soaked in a little treacle. The label alleges clove and black pepper which I might buy. Not a very interesting spice combo if you think of it. 10,000 years of global cuisines have rejected it. The malty bits are more interesting: date, fig, a little citrus thing that might be lime (or maybe yellow plum) and also brown bread. Perfectly fine.
The Ovila line of beers has its own unnecessarily fussy website. Don't hold it against them. They know not what they do. And the BAers say... HEY, they switched to number. This is an "86" whatever the hell that means. Useless.