On tap at Moeder Lambic Fontainas for the Olambic Games. Pours murky blonde with a white head. Tons of pepper on the nose. Flavour has a ton of pepper, but only a bit of funk. This is excellent, the pepper expression is exceptional.

Sour and dry, peppery, smooth, rich, very nice.

On tap at Moeder.
Aroma is peppercorn forward with light pink peppercorn notes and hints of lemon lime. Light grain and oak notes. Light alcohol notes and a hint of floral.
Pours a slightly hazy, golden orange with a small, thin, white head that recedes quickly and disappears. No lacing and small legs.
Flavor is slightly acidic with light grain notes. Medium bitterness and light alcohol notes. Lots of pink pepper or notes but not particularly spicy and peppery. Some nice citrus notes and hints of floral. Hints of barrel character.
Mouthfeel is medium bodied with medium low carbonation. Low astringency and low alcohol warmth.
Overall, it's an Aveda store in a bottle. Great peppercorn notes without being too spicy and peppery. Nice citrus notes as well with a good floral character.

Funky, spicy and peppery with some tartness and stingy sourness, some floral earthiness and farmyardy yeastiness. Quite balanced and tasty, just the right amount of pepper.

Keg at Zum Franziskaner, Stockholm. Almost clear blushing golden, small head. Citric, spicy, peppery nose. Citric with medium body and well rounded mouthfeel. Spicy, funky pepper. Citric and barnyardy. Mildly bitter finish.

Hazy gold body medium foamy white head. Spicy pepper tart aroma. Spicy pepper tart funk flavor. Light body mod high carb. 8/3/9/4/18 4.2

Cantillon has had a long history of experimenting with unusual ingredients even before it became fanciful, and Zwanze 2023 to me is still one of the most memorable ones, loaded with a particular African pepper species: Likouala pepper, also named 'gorilla pepper' and, indeed, Ashanti pepper (after the African people who traded it) - the latter name being used for this bottled version, containing a less heavy dose of the spice than the original Zwanze version. I cannot thank Bart A. enough for this beautiful bottle with the gorilla depicted on the label, cheers! Thick and moussey, egg-white, loudly fizzing, quite dense and stable head, slowly thinning over a misty warm 'old golden' robe with orangey apricot tinge and a whirlwind of fine-bubbled sparkling rushing through, sustaining the head for a long time. Aroma of old furniture and old jute bags (as in the actual brewery), wet leather, unripe green plum, clear black pepper also bringing in something 'green' (raw celery, unripe tomato, mossy stonecrop), old dried ginger root even, dry lemon zest, hay, dusty attic, old Parmigiano, fino sherry, vague hints of tobacco, incense and brine. Dryish onset with estery notes of unripe peach, green bell pepper, sour fig and a touch of green apple, tart but not acetic with a mild saltiness underneath; 'malse' lactic sourness forms a steady, solid and stable backbone cutting through a bread-crusty core dried by tannic woodiness and adorned with a clear Brettanomyces effect (old leather, dry hay) - but meanwhile the African pepper is increasingly doing its work, larding everything with this vivid crushed peppercorn flavour, less blunt than the ordinary pepper we daily use, but coming with an extra layer of crisp 'greenness', as in water pepper or wallpepper. This outspoken pepperiness is, especially in the end, strong and sharply spicy, but also aromatically complex, matured in the lushness of the tropics, with almost ginger-, tobacco- and bell pepper-like aspects to it - so even if it does not straight jump into your face as was the case with the original Zwanze version, it is still very present, bordering on dominant even, but in a highly refined and exotically delicious manner. I love spice and I love lambic - and the masterful Cantillon manages to forge those two into one whole, something I could never have imagined when I first sampled their geuze somewhere around the turn of the century. A great addition to their already brilliant range, seemingly becoming a fixture and justly so - but not a beginners' lambic and one for the true afficionado.