I struggle to think who handles fruit additions better than @rusticales . At every iteration, the acidity on fruited saison and wilds is impeccably handled.
The instances where it is aggressive, like Appreciation, are done so in an intentional way where you see the scope of what they set out to do. The result is like a delicate hand painted balayage, wisps of summer highlights, stonefruit abandon of a toddler dropping pits on the ground.
Also, this beer is not just taste but it is oral and tactile. The carbonation has structure and surface tension to it. It isn’t the wispy latte art, it’s massive chunky mid 2000s foam party. Malfunctioning farmhouse dishwasher.
You bite through the meringue and the cap coalesces with the home run pie below. It reminds of the high-spelt offerings from Blaugies where you are carving through froth like some erotic tide pool anemone fetishist.
Finally, the tangerines: their supporting role is their strength. They don’t dominate and almost provide the citrus oil on the rim the enhance without distracting. A flawless old fashion will have a carmelized bunny ear peel, but it’s subtle. You can and will drink this entire bottle.
As a result, your life is worse off having tried it because you no longer just clunk through life expecting fruit to make Saisons intensely low in the ph realm. A realm of zest and skin and pith is opened. You can exist in calm repose of saisons changing around, you like a Yasujirō Ozu vase. You’re going to date women who stole their personality from Aubrey Plaza, but you won’t let the bracing acidity impart a lasting impression.