To be fair, it comes Van Steenberge, who bring us sugar bombs like Gulden Draak and old favourite Piraat among many other sweet and boozy pleasures, the best of which are a delight and the worst a cloying mess. So where on this spectrum does Bornem Tripel land?
Pouring a hazy gold we get a pleasant and enticing nose of sweet honey with just the faintest yeasty prickle. The palate gets a bit more, with a fullsome doughy sweet vanilla marshmallow that almost seems to exand to fill the mouth, such is the effervescence of the beer. There's enough to enjoy there, really. It's simple and sweet, not quite too sweet but just lacking in anything else to liven it up. That doughy vanilla sponge sweetness is desperate for the lemon syrup and herbal flutter that just barely suggests itself, but those points of interest remain ghostly suggestions. A razor thin edge of wheaty prickle lingers in the asftertaste but you need to dig through the sugar to find it.
All told, this is about as plain is a tripel can get. It's far from being a bad beer of course, but one small glass was more than enough.