Orval
When it comes to beers, Orval is in a league all it’s own. One of the few remaining authentic Trappist breweries, housed inside it’s overseeing monastery, and brews but one beer. (Well, maaaaybe two, but we’ll get back to that.) I was graciously welcomed into the brewery by brewmaster Jean-Marie for a tour and tasting of his iconic ale.
First, a little background on the beer itself, just in case you’re unfamiliar: Orval brews and sells one beer, their Orval Ale. It’s a light amber ale, with a hoppy bite, and finished with a touch of brettanomyces at bottling. The resulting beer is alive within the bottle. When it’s fresh, itis hoppy, with a nice balance of body and bit of residual sugar. As it ages, the beer evolves. The brett lurking in the bottom of the bottle continues to eat the remaining sugar till it’s bone dry, and replacing it with a bit of farmhouse horse-blanket kick. Comparing a fresh and five year old bottle is a study in evolution – both are great, but it wholly different ways. At any age, it’s delicious with food.
Let me warn you: For this tour, you’ll also have to let go of what you imagine a trappist brewery is like. There are no monks in robes stirring mash tuns by hand. No prayers were said, no rosary beads dipped in the wort. Jean-Marie is a hired lay professional, as are all of the brewery employees. They upgraded the brewery in a big way not to long ago, and the result is a serious brewery, producing a lot of beer. Orval is available all over the world, and the only way that can be done is by making a lot of it. This is a big commercial operation, producing beer in stainless steel fermenters and lagering tanks.
This gorgeous copper tank for example:
It’s just for display and no longer in use. The beer is now brewed a few feet over, in stainless steel, curiously covered in fake-copper to give the appearance of copper tanks (I was not fooled.)
It’s every beer geeks favorite sport to complain that a beer “isn’t as good as it used to be.” Whether or not these upgrades have changes the beer is for someone smarter than I – the current version is the only one I’ve ever known, and I’m rather fond of it.
On with the tour:
This is the last stop for the beer before bottling. It’s where the Brett is added.
Even monks have to sterilize.
The bottling line is a beast. Dirty returned bottles go in one end, get cleaned, washed, relabeled, and filled in the course of a few minutes around the conveyer belt. I don’t know if it’s the biggest bottling line i’ve ever seen, but it’s certainly the most intense, pushing a phenomenal number of identical bottles through every second.
These monks also have a state of the art lab.
The finished bottles are then aged to allow them to carbonate. Brewmaster and my wife pictured for scale.
After the tour, we were thirsty. Jean-Marie poured us samples of Orval the way he likes it best: fresh on tap. Orval can only be found on tap in two places in the world: at the official cafe across the street, and at the tasting room we were standing in.
If you think of the evolution of Orval in the bottle, the draft version takes places earlier in the timeline than is ever possible once it’s been packaged. There is no brett, but replacing it is a surprising amount of hops, especially on the nose – there is a great dry hopping aroma that doesn’t survive the trip to the US in bottles.
Then, there is the OTHER beer that Orval brews: Petite Orval, a low alcohol version for the monks. Traditionally it’s just regular Orval, with more water.
We asked why this Petite Orval appeared so much darker than the regular version. Jean Marie confided this was actually a test batch, where they had brewed it, from the start, as Petite Orval, and the extra color came from the balance of darker malts.
So how is Petite Orval? If I’m honest, it’s interesting, and rare, but not particularly good. It’s low alcohol gives it a very thin body, and lackluster flavor, especially in the hops. These bottles were about a year old, so the brett had eaten up every bit of remaining sugar. Jean Marie also broke out a seven month old bottled version to compare alongside.
The breadth of flavors from this one beer is amazing. It encompasses a whole range of beer brewing techniques, and at each stage, highlight different flavors. The young, draft version highlights hops. The young bottled version balances the hops with yeast character, and the older bottles show off brett’s ability to age a beer.
After our brewery tour, I sobered up by wandering the ruins of the old monastery , located right next to the new monastery.









































August 26th, 2010 at 9:09 pm
Very nice. This brewery is an absolute must when I’m able to get to Belgium. I am in love with this beer and am sure that the version they have there off-tap is also wonderful. But I love that farmhouse funk from the bottle. Thanks for the post!
August 26th, 2010 at 9:36 pm
wow. amazing pics. love the old monastery. you said “my wife”. cute
August 27th, 2010 at 12:11 am
This blog post made me very thirsty. Nice!
Sometime over beers you should ask Alan how he “spoiled” the bathroom at Orval… It wasn’t pretty!
August 27th, 2010 at 12:55 pm
Absolutely wonderful pictures. I had no choice but to stop as I passed this post in my Google Reader. I also took the time to tweet a link to this post.
Bravo for taking your time with the photos. The came out awesome.
-Lost
August 27th, 2010 at 12:59 pm
No mention there that the actual hops are only added in the conditioning tanks, they use hop extract in the boil.
August 27th, 2010 at 3:35 pm
wow – its so modern and clean! love it!
August 31st, 2010 at 5:11 pm
Amazing pics, as always. Thanks for sharing.
September 4th, 2010 at 8:38 am
Nice post and review of Orval. You said this was a food beer, could it pair well with pizza? I must try.
November 21st, 2010 at 8:06 am
[...] Jag föredrar de storartade historierna bakom främst de belgiska och tyska bryggerierna framför den senare generationens amerikanska diton. De många glasen, olika för varje bryggeri, och bryggande på klosterområden. Nu är jag väldigt förtjust i Orval men även om den smakade illa hade jag med säkerhet provat den tillräckligt många gånger för att så småningom stå ut med den. Enbart på grund av det otroliga klosterområdet och dess historia, där byggnaderna har raserats och ihärdigt återuppbyggts ett flertal gånger genom åren. Historien om grevinnan som tappade sin vigselring i en brunn på platsen men som genast återfick den när en öring hoppade över vattenytan med ringen i munnen, och det är den illustration som alltså pryder etiketten på flaskan. För en demonstration av platsens skönhet se Beer & Nosh. [...]