First released in 2003, Belgium-based Brouwerij Van Honsebrouck St. Louis Pêche is a 2.6 percent ABV lambic blend, based on a traditional gueze and brewed with peach juice, water, barley malt, unmalted wheat, peach juice, sugar, hops before being aged in oak barrels. It is sold year-round in both 12.7-ounce bottles.
The Belgium-based brewery’s website has this to say about the beer:
St-Louis Premium Pêche is a peach beer made on a lambic base complemented with peach juice with all its natural sugars. It is a thirst-quencher with a low alcohol content. The sweet taste of peaches dominates this very fruity beer while the finish vibrates with the slightly sour touch of the mother beer.
The Pêche joins three other releases in the St. Louis lineup, including St. Louis Kriek (3.2 percent ABV) brewed with cherry juice, St. Louis Framboise (2.8 percent ABV) brewed with raspberry juice and St. Louis Gueuze (4.5 percent ABV).
The Brouwerij Van Honsebrouck St. Louis Pêche pours a muddy brown that looks quite a bit like dirty dishwater, with a light rust colored head that disappears in seconds, leaving a microscopic lacing behind. Aroma from the glass is a combination of peaches, cherries, oak and bananas, although the scent is quite sweet, reminding me strongly of a wine cooler.
From the first sip, I knew I was in trouble. The profile of the St. Louis Pêche is overwhelming sweet, almost to the point of being syrupy, and while I can taste flavors of peaches, oak and slight apples, the sweetness literally overwhelms everything else on the palate. In addition, there is a funky bitterness on the finish which lingers long after each sip, reminding me of rotten fruit, although not that strong. The beer does feature some carbonation, but not as much as I would have expected, and the amount seems to be dissipating with each passing second.
As it warms, the peach note is replaced by more of a sour apple and orange sweetness, both of which are extremely medicinal tasting and neither of which do anything to help hide the increasingly cloying sweetness in the profile. The carbonation continues to disappear, until I am left with a sweet mess that could easily pass for a particularly bad peach lemonade and the beer is slick on my tongue, coating it in a very unpleasant way.