When I breathe a glass of Ardbeg Ten, I always feel like I am getting a little punch in the face. Yes, it's violent, it's well smoked peat that explodes on the nose, pure peat with very few nuances, but very round. By insisting, all the complexity is revealed, we smell oil, salt, wet grass, earth, spices, caramel, blood oranges, and a hint of ginger. All in a perfect balance. Alcohol elbows and muddies the waters, it abuses our senses, it is not an easy drink, it is a furious and excited horse. The rodeo continues on the palate, with all the pepper and spices pouring in, it's earthy, well salty, slightly caramelized, intense, with a hint of citrus on the finish, maybe clementine. What an explosion when it comes to swallowing! It is as if immersed in the earth, the caramel and citrus fruits stand out. It is very long and oily in the mouth, the malt clings to the palate and leaves echoes of smoke. We come out stunned.