On sent bien le côté "Roasted". Très bonne binch au sarrasin !

Bon équilibre !

Petit côté fumé, agréable !

Flight 4/4 (2) portrays relatively foggy, pale orange. The emerging head is whipped-creamy and off-white. Lemon is all I get, in all its forms. In the fragrance, I mean. The taste profile is both lemony and passionfruity. Lemon, again, in all forms: pulp, pith and peel. Brett is hidden despite the description. The body is light. Or light minus. Ends light-sour. Just like it portrays itself throughout the journey. The mouthfeel is thin, tart, puckering, acidic and zesty. Tries to dry my gums but doesn't reach exactly to that point. Generally speaking, nothing special.

Flight 4/4 (1) wears a semiclear gold gown. The foamy lid is fluffy but thin. The retention is absolutely the longest of these four. Okay, the fragrance. Something peculiar. Elderflower? It's floral anyway. Lemon pulp and pith, too. [My assessment is seriously disturbed by strong cannabis, somebody obviously just smoked weed outside...] No, there's no weed in the beer. The taste confirms the lemon pulp but not actually the pithy part. Neither do I spot the floral variable anymore. Wheat in the basement. The body is, this time, thin. I'm not surprised as this clocks mere 3%. Ends unchanged, what else? The mouthfeel is thin, zesty, moderately tart, not really puckering but somewhat acidic anyway. Very sessionable and, hence, easily gulpable, even in volumes. The rating takes into account the low ABV.

Flight 3/4 (1) is dressed in clear, deep crimson. The crown is weak and big-bubbled. The olfactory provision is impotent. I'm not getting anything at first. But then... as if redcurrant. With sugar. (??) Can't be though. The tongue receives – again – grape but this time purple. It is sweeter, I'm not hallucinating. Sourness is less pronounced. I would still argue for redcurrant but I'm probably wrong (as always). A suggestion of plum. And a wheaty backbone. The body is here, too, light. How does it then feel on the tongue? Somewhat tart, a bit puckering, juicy, autumnal and mouthcoating. Or teethcoating. Or whatever.

Flight 2/4 (1) portrays cloudy pale amber. The foam is dense moussy and pure white. Sour grape in the air again. Yellow this time. Distant peach, too? The flavors are marginally less sour than those of the first beer. Yellow grape is evident. It's like yellow sultana, as a matter of fact. And apricot. And/or peach. Light body here, as well. The finish doesn't change much from upfront, maybe it's marginally more lemony if anything. Feels zesty, medium-tart, a tad puckering and Mediterranean. Displays unique characteristics.

Haa!! Here again! Flight time! Of course. Flight 1/4 (1) is a semiclear gold beer with a creamy head. Do I pick sour grape and passionfruit in the scent? Maybe also some lemony notes. The taste suggests that both green grape and passionfruit are, indeed, there. Lemon zest, grapefruit peel and mango complete the list. As if faint elderflower juice, too? Well, can't say actually. The body is light. Ends like it starts. The mouthfeel is light, tart, puckering, drying, zippy and zesty. Quite summery!

Pêche Tourbée is the name of this beer. Smoked peach. You can imagine what is to come. Unique, for sure. Deep deep orange. And turbid. Looks like thick nectar. The carbonation is restrained but creates a small-bubbled head that fails to grow more than half a finger tall. A thin ring is sustained in the sides. Looks neat. Smoke in the air. No question about it. Lot of smoke. And I like it. Peach, yes. Sweeter nectarine, as well. Maybe cantaloupe? Quite odd but expectable thanks to the name. The taste is significantly sour, tropical fruity. Peach and nectarine portray themselves intensively in the palate. Smoke in the taste. Powerful. Lactic acid conquers all unoccupied nooks of my mouth. Wheat malt obviously supports the base. The body clocks light-medium. Not bad. The end is similar to upfront. The same sourness as all along the way prevails to the last drop. Feels very tart and acidic in the mouth. Puckers my gums like there's no tomorrow. Enamel is gone. Juicy, tropical, smoked, characterful. Intense. Not my everyday drink. Not complex but surprisingly good stuff in its own right. I will have to prepare smoked peaches soon. 😋🔥🍑

Hazy, deep mango orange beer with suppressed carbonation produces a fluffy off-white head that climbs one finger high. The bubble chains die almost right away but the foamy crown remains rather long actually. I sniff the beer... I'm like yeah, right. I first sense remote broccoli. Not my favorite aroma in a beer. Fortunately, it vanishes as quickly as it appears. Replacement steps in hastily: dank weed. This variable is equally marginal but it remains. Additionally, I can pick orange pulp and nectarine in tiny amounts. The tastebuds enjoy nectarine, orange zest, grass. At least. Do I get something more? Mmmm... nope. That's it. Dankness? Probably marginal only. If at all. The body is light-medium. Or medium. Not a loser anyway. Ends with pretty much the same package but with increased crispness. A bit, I mean. The mouthfeel is medium, pulpy, zesty and somewhat crisp. And faintly dank. Or not. Still quite balanced in my opinion but nothing phenomenal.