Kronenbourg 1664 Blanc

Total Score: 6.85/10 Peach1 Barley1 Lemon1 Chalice1

Yes, yes, I’ve been neglectful in updating my blog again… life and all that… anyway I have (behind the scenes in RL) been drinking the occasional new beer here and there whilst keeping notes on my phone, so here is my review of Kronenbourg 1664 Blanc! I also just realised that I somehow haven’t yet reviewed Kronenbourg 1664 Regular, a surprising omission given its popularity as France’s biggest export beer, oh well another review for another day, now it’s time to get my Blanc on.

Poured from a 330ml bottle into a Chimay chalice.

A: Presents a hazed straw body with a thin white head… not bad, not great, just a typical Witbier here, move along [said in the style of a police officer]. 6/10.

S: Hmmm, wit(t)y with classic Wit aromas (hints of orange peel and coriander), honey and peaches give it an intriguing new slant before a granular Lager malt chimes in to suggest this may just be a mixture of regular Kronenbourg 1664 and a Witbier done on the sly and with as little effort as possible from the Strasbourg brewery. 6/10.

T: Again with those peaches, which are prominent throughout btw, I’m not personally a big fan of peaches but I do appreciate that Kronenbourg aren’t just rehashing a Hoegaarden-clone. There are definitely some grainy Lager malts reminiscent of original 1664 (review forthcoming!) with a hint of lemon in the finish, which is quite refreshing and lifts this brew from averageocrity (a portmanteau of ‘average’ and ‘mediocrity’ in case you hadn’t worked it out) to allrighteousness (you get the jist). 7/10.

M: Mid to light bodied with a medium carbonation. The body is good, heavier than most other Wits. 8/10.

D: And here’s the soundbite: “A refreshing and decent summer beer deserving of any BBQ/backyard cricket* combo.” I will bide my time through the chilling Canberra winter to imbibe this brew next summer, oh yes. 7/10. Total: 6.85/10.

Food match: BBQ stuff… prawns, fish, bits of beef fried on a hot plate, etc.

*A custom in Australia that involves a bizarre ritual where a family member slings a tennis ball at a garbage bin whilst another family member attempts to hit it with a an odd flat piece of 2 by 4 willow across the backyard (but not over the fence into the neighbour’s yard which is “out”).

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