They said it couldn’t be done. A strong fruit beer? Madness, they whispered. But I, Kasteel Rouge, proved them all wrong. Born from the deep, malty heart of Kasteel Donker and infused with the tart elegance of Oblačinska cherries, I became the first of my kind — and to this day, I remain unrivalled.

Draped in ruby red with a flirtatious pink head, I am as striking to behold as I am to taste. My bouquet bursts forth with aromas of ripe cherries, cuberdon candy, and a touch of caramel and malt, thanks to my noble heritage. But don't be fooled by my sweetness — a touch of subtle acidity and a dry, refreshing finish keep me balanced, sophisticated, and endlessly drinkable.

Velvety and full-bodied, I am fruit-forward but never syrupy — a complex elixir that dances between indulgence and restraint. I paved the way for the rouge beers that followed, but while the imitators are many, the original? There is only one. Bienvenue à la vie en Rouge.