Brasserie du Mont Blanc

[make really nice beer].

Especially if you drink them in the presence of a very quaff-able boy + even more so, when a long worky morning finally comes to an end and you can enjoy such sparkles after a pootle through the trees on some sort of snow device, like a snowboard, and snuggle up in fake fur + natter away so much that you miss the last lift back home.