Medjool date color of reddish brown verging on ebon. Brief, solid, fluffy headmaster cameo, beige. Bowing slowly with brevity, leaving only a dark, inscrutable surface. Ripe bananas, and Ethiopian coffee, grilled and roasted beef, marinated in Port with edges of cracked black pepper. Fennel, rosemary and cocoa, raisins, cloves, ginger snaps all stirred in cast iron over slow flames of acanthus to make this dark story thick with candied deceits, smelling of dark chocolate delights. This one has sharp, sugary teeth of cubed ginger candy, lips of gingerbread, a tongue of dark brown sugar, caramel-chocolate, dark rum cake, eucalyptus, coffee liqueur, and sweet barbecue sauce before finishing with figgy treacle. Smooth and brooding; your destiny implied by its name. — 4 days ago
Smells of honey and heather. Tastes smooth, light with lingering light caramel sweetness at the front of your tongue. — 2 days ago
Good dark chocolate, coffee flavor, with pretty light body. Interesting combo. — 10 days ago
Great whiskey time-tested — 5 days ago
Special segment of Japanese Whisky. Our dear friend David only pulls these on our roommate Tom’s birthday. What you can’t see is the 12 year Yamasaki at the far right. My fav was the hibiki 12. They stopped making it and instead make a lot more of the Harmony you see all over the place. — 19 days ago
Dark brown and rusty. Smells oddly Flemish with pickled peaches and rye bread flipping into bear claw. Tastes of cream soda, and root beer, barrel notes of Saigon cinnamon, rye, brown sugar, raw chocolate, chocolate tea, and cedar that finishes sweeter and creamier with nougat-coffee. — 7 days ago
Unreal herbaceous depth here where rosemary and allspice hide their monstrous love child. Black, white and green peppercorns blast from a hollowed core sample of graphite, and igneous matter just above the roof of hell. But fear not mystic traveller, this is simply the expanse that shields the event horizon through which our universe has fallen. Yes, we are scorched and terrified, our very bone marrow boiling, our teeth dressed in ash cloth and dusty black earth, here is the golden hand of life pulling us back slowly, with tangerine lavas, smoldering lemon oils, to cardamom, hazelnut oil, the oxidative brawn of sherry, toffee, mocha and finally the cool kiss of mint, as we leave the burning sands and cross into the unexpected joy of the dangerous jungle. Better here in the tangle of living cruelty, where there is shade and dark water. — 14 days ago
Ale-like trappist. Ages ik the bottle. If you like a bit more depth and almond-like bitterness, order the old one, vieux or vielle de Orval.
The younger one is fresher with some citrus hints.
One of my absolute favorites. — 4 days ago
Greatest single grain I’ve personally sampled. Rich texture, glowing nose of complex citrus, brown sugar, bay and rosemary, lemon peel, and sweet tobacco. Unctuous mouthfeel over-delivers the purest scotch imaginable. Smooth with heat returning spasmically. Sherry in full effect, and depth of whiskey paramount. — 14 days ago