According to the gospel it's not whisky until it's shared, and he shares them all, the good as well as the bad.
But judging by the review I'm not sure that sharing will make this into whisky... I'm still all in for giving it a try.
Have to say you have to be a true masocist to enjoy this one. I'm a sucker for cask strenght whisky, and I have no problem enjoying a good +65% whisky neat, but this one at a mere 53% left me in agony. Not judging it as harshly as karloff, let's just say I'm off the bottle... any bottle, for tonight.
Not sure, but I think this bottling should have been stopped by some health and safety regulations.
I'm not getting much from this.
Cheap MDF flooring soaked in alcohol with some Glad-pack cling wrap.
Something vaguely familiar from a dinner plate... is it Hollandaise sauce?
Water makes all of this disappear and releases smoke and harsh licorice.
It's got a soft texture and I'm not getting much feel of the alc in the mouth on arrival. Not that much to offer in nuances of flavour either. Mainly burnt licorice and extreme espresso.
However it's almost etchy to the throat after swallowing and it leaves a smoldering lump of hot coal in the stomach.
I added quite a bit of water which made it go "green".
Wet grass, compost heap with a shredded bicycle rubber tube. And it doesn't burn on the way down anymore, however it keeps adding fuel to the belly fire.
When the heat in my stomach slightly reduces so I'm able to focus again, there are some sweet chocolat notes in my mouth. Not sure how much I would like to suffer to experience it again.
With water this becomes easier to recognize, at least until it settles and my stomach reminds me that I've poured more gasolin onto the ongoing fire.