A trophy bottle obtained in a fight with those who are thirsty like me
Well what can I say, this is his mother Oktomor. You won’t take it from the Condachka. While taking the photo, it took about 25-30 minutes. And the glass is already breaking out screaming crowd of aromas ...
Nose: aged Chianti, medium roast steak with Jack daniels sauce, moist, heavy tobacco smoke in a smoked hookah, sweet sulfur flavor, roasted sugar and butter in a pan, smoked malt, the smell of tanning salons. Everything is very, very tight, powerful. I’m afraid to continue sitting, all of a sudden, violet men will appear from around the corner and God forbid they call me somewhere
Sulfur comes to the fore with water, but it does not repel. Grain, dust, in the depths of a glass of solid oil.
Taste: oily, rosehip syrup, burnt match, bitter nut, burnt sunflower seed, coal, strong cigar.
Finish: Continuous. tart, a lot of wood, charcoal, tablet bitterness, red aged wine, a light cigar. Strongly knits.
Bottom line: The first thing I want to say is that this Oktomor can be drunk without squinting, the fortress is not felt in practice. Whisky is very saturated. All that I heard and felt, develops into a fairly attractive picture. Sera, I don’t love her, but here she fits very well into the big picture. That's about arrogance, youth, so this is not here. Everything is very consistent. I really liked it.