Poppy has a gift for getting Dutch men to buy her drinks. Lovely deep Dutch beers so smooth you want to cry just sipping them slowly. We were all at Oude Sluis again, ten of us around the table, and we all passed the chalice of Corsendonk around.
I want to visit the Abbey where they make it and say hi to the monks. I mean, I know the monks don't make it anymore, but still.
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