Tasting this whisky begins with the eyes - Beautifully boxed, strange perfume-like bottle with nice engraving of the fiery flames that imbue the idea of Kempisch Vuur. Peated whisky, by aging the spirit in ex-Laphroaig Quartercasks, this is the first Belgian peat.
Opening the bottle and pouring reveals a light-bodied single cask whisky that hugs the glass from the inside. Nice legs.
The nose on this dram is dreadful. I nosed the L2-cask and that was so much better. This L6-cask has a stale nose, going nowhere. A peated whisky, the nose reveals almost no peat at all. All you get is an almost chemically driven blandness that reminds me of my kids playing with Playdoh - the reeking yellow kind.This nose doesn't do a great jobat getting you revved up about tasting. However, with a nose that bad, the only way is up. And the dram delivers.
Bottled at 46%, this alcohol is very smooth - no sting at all. Caramel en vanilla, and yes - a very light but still definitely distinguishable Laphroaig peatiness. Anyone that has ever tasted the seminal Laphroaig Quartercask bottlings, will immediately be reminded of that unique aroma. The chemical stench is all but gone now.
The finish is short - a little fried bacon, the end of the peat, stays a while longer, but there's not a lot there.
At 46%, being so smooth, I didn't water it down. Not necessary in my book.
The box and bottle promise a lot, especially when one has tasted earlier cask-bottlings of this dram. The nose wrecks it for me - probably the worst nose yet. The whisky itself holds its own, but barely. Damn nuisance. At € 54,00 for half a litre, there's a lot better value for money out there. My advice? Steer clear.