Windmills Wit

Windmills Wit tastes like someone distilled the concept of 'crisp' into a glass. The coriander and orange peel whisper rather than shout—you catch them at the edge of each sip, not front and center. There's a dryness that doesn't feel thin; it's more like the beer steps back and lets the wheat do the talking. Finishes clean enough that you immediately want another.

Wittekerke

Wittekerke hits differently. The spice profile—clove, a touch of nutmeg—sits right up front and doesn't apologize. It's peppery in a way that feels intentional, almost structural, like the spice is load-bearing. The wheat is there, but it's playing second fiddle to the brewing philosophy. Slightly heavier feel in the mouth despite matching ABV. Finish has a little grip to it.