Avery The Reverend Belgian Quad

The Reverend hits you with dark fruit immediately—raisin, plum, a touch of cherry—but it's the spice that owns the room. Clove and black pepper cut through the sweetness in a way that feels aggressive, almost confrontational. There's a warmth that builds, a slight alcohol burn that reminds you this thing is 10%, and the finish is dry enough that you don't feel cloyed even after the malt richness. It's a beer that demands attention and rewards it.

Hertog Jan Grand Prestige

Grand Prestige is quieter, more composed. You get subtle stone fruit, maybe apricot and a whisper of dried fig, layered under what tastes like Belgian yeast doing its thing—a little peppery, a little banana-adjacent, but never loud about it. The malt feels silky, almost creamy in how it sits on your palate. It finishes dry but gentle, like the beer respects your evening and doesn't need to prove anything. This is the one you sip slowly while thinking.