Prior to this trip, I had minimal exposure to Unibroue. My first experience drinking their beer was years back. I grabbed a bottle of La Fin du Monde at a hole-in-the-wall pub in Pittsburgh simply because the label appealed to me and their unflushed taps seemed unappetizing. The second, snagging a bottle of À Tout le Monde just to tickle my mid-90’s Megadeth affinity with zero intent to consume. The bottle’s sole purpose was to sit on my shelf, more a piece of art or homage.