Nose: Nutmeg, touch of the wet ski boot, sulfur, bottom shelf milk chocolate – more yoo-hoo chocolate drink than Tony’s Chocolonely, and a weird smokeyness that is probably peat but isn’t wonderful?!? Something pretty herbal.
Palate: Ash tray, glazed burnt ham on the verge of going bad, menthol vapor rubs.
Rating: 1 / 10 – I could rub this shit on my chest if I runs out of vicks. But then I would smell like a crotchety old lady. Sadly the Usquebach society was not having a good day when they picked this. Maybe they this harkens to Genever and made them feel at home?
