My First Time with a Real Lady

My beer epiphany happened a little over two years ago. Our house beer for years was Bass Ale. And while I enjoyed it, I kept looking for something more. I’d go to my local beer store and buy some Bass, and then grab something else along with it that I hadn’t tried before. This went on for quite some time. I didn’t know anything about beer and had no idea what was about to happen to me.
One day I ran out of six packs to try and turned my attention to the big bottles on the shelf. They all looked the same, except for a couple that had caged corks on top. I thought that was silly and even a little pretentious for a beer, but I wanted something different so I grabbed one. That beer was a Chimay Red and it changed the way I thought about beer forever.
I remember uncorking it that evening and pouring it into a glass. It felt kind of fancy to unscrew the cage and pop the cork. The murky brown color and the rich, creamy head were totally foreign to me. I was used to being able to see through my beer and enjoy its clear amber color.
I didn’t know anything about drinking good beer, but as I brought it to my mouth I stopped. The beer’s sweet, caramel aroma hit my nose and I paused to take another, longer pull of the amazing fragrance. At this point, I knew I was in for something special.
When I took the first taste, it was an awakening. The caramel flavor, the taste of bitter florals, the way the beer felt on my tongue all had my senses buzzing. Then the warmth of the alcohol hit me as the taste slowly faded and I knew there was no going back. “Beer can be this?” is what I thought. I was blown away.
As I drank, the beer warmed and it’s rich flavor began to open like a flower. Everything got richer, smoother, and the taste penetrated even deeper. I had always though beer had to be cold, now I knew better. The Chimay was like a living thing, changing right in front of me and communicating through the senses of smell, taste and even touch. By the time I finished the bottle I was a little wobbly – I didn’t know anything about ABV back then!
The next day I bought the Chimay Blue and a Cinq Cents and never looked back. I eventually grew tired of the Belgians (both dubbels and trippels from many makers) and moved into IPA’s, dark beers and so on. Now enjoying great beers and sharing my passion for them with others has become an increasingly important and enjoyable part of my life.
I use Chimay Red as a starting point for anyone who wants to get into “big” beers. It has all the hallmarks without being too challenging for a noob to enjoy. I figure that if you like Chimay, there’s hope for you to develop into a Class A Beer Nerd. It’s a wonderful starting off point into the never-ending journey into beer. It was for me at least. I’ll never forget my first time.

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My beer epiphany happened a little over two years ago. Our house beer for years was Bass Ale. And while I enjoyed it, I kept looking for something more. I’d go to my local beer store and buy some Bass, and then grab something else along with it that I hadn’t tried before. This went on for quite some time. I didn’t know anything about beer and had no idea what was about to happen to me.  

One day I ran out of six packs to try and turned my attention to the big bottles on the shelf. They all looked the same, except for a couple that had caged corks on top. I thought that was silly and even a little pretentious for a beer, but I wanted something different so I grabbed one. That beer was a Chimay Red and it changed the way I thought about beer forever.

I remember uncorking it that evening and pouring it into a glass. It felt kind of fancy to unscrew the cage and pop the cork. The murky brown color and the rich, creamy head were totally foreign to me. I was used to being able to see through my beer and enjoy its clear amber color.

I didn’t know anything about drinking good beer, but as I brought it to my mouth I stopped. The beer’s sweet, caramel aroma hit my nose and I paused to take another, longer pull of the amazing fragrance. At this point, I knew I was in for something special.

When I took the first taste, it was an awakening. The caramel flavor, the taste of bitter florals, the way the beer felt on my tongue all had my senses buzzing. Then the warmth of the alcohol hit me as the taste slowly faded and I knew there was no going back. “Beer can be this?” is what I thought. I was blown away.

As I drank, the beer warmed and it’s rich flavor began to open like a flower. Everything got richer, smoother, and the taste penetrated even deeper. I had always though beer had to be cold, now I knew better. The Chimay was like a living thing, changing right in front of me and communicating through the senses of smell, taste and even touch. By the time I finished the bottle I was a little wobbly – I didn’t know anything about ABV back then!

The next day I bought the Chimay Blue and a Cinq Cents and never looked back. I eventually grew tired of the Belgians (both dubbels and trippels from many makers) and moved into IPA’s, dark beers and so on. Now enjoying great beers and sharing my passion for them with others has become an increasingly important and enjoyable part of my life.

I use Chimay Red as a starting point for anyone who wants to get into “big” beers. It has all the hallmarks without being too challenging for a noob to enjoy. I figure that if you like Chimay, there’s hope for you to develop into a Class A Beer Nerd. It’s a wonderful starting off point into the never-ending journey into beer. It was for me at least. I’ll never forget my first time.

-Jim

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Author:Jim

Craft beer nerd, frequent beer blogger and occasional home brewer.

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