ORDERING a triple at the bar would often spark concern for your wellbeing.
In a Belgian monastery, it is perfectly normal — they might be hurt if you didn’t.
Westmalle Abbey brews two of Flanders’ most heavenly ales, the blonde Tripel and dark brown Dubbel. Home to 36 monks and their forefathers since 1794, it is an hour’s pilgrimage (by car) from Brussels, starting a trip that will lead me to five breweries, two pubs and a beer festival.