Paul John 2015 Peated Bourbon Cask 739 57%
Nose: Fishermans friend, anise, cherry lolly.
Palate: Cachou lajaunie (licorice, mint), raspberry, peat smoke.
Rating: 7 / 10 – what a pungent and rich mouthful. Weird and in a good way.
Nose: Fishermans friend, anise, cherry lolly.
Palate: Cachou lajaunie (licorice, mint), raspberry, peat smoke.
Rating: 7 / 10 – what a pungent and rich mouthful. Weird and in a good way.
Nose: Champagne/sherry vinegar, grapefruit, organic Cheerios.
Palate: Mignonette vinegar. Sweet n sour. Stale stick of Juicy fruit gum. Peach gummy rings, packing tape and cardboard.
Rating: 5 / 10 – the most acceptable of the three sister casks, but I’m not looking to lick my way through a major shipping service.
Nose: Fresh cut maple, toasted pecans, pralines and cream, dry hay bale, creme de violette, wool sweater, welchs grape juice, white tangerine.
Palate: Buttery, farm funk, vanilla bean, sponge cake, mint pillows
Rating: 6 (Ryan) 7 (Shane) / 10 – really rich and lovely palate with a hint of funk
Nose: Apricot, smoke
Palate: Raw kale, charcoal, iodine and bandaids.
Rating: 4 (Ryan) 5 (Shane) / 10
Nose: Wheat grass shot, orange peel twist, maple syrup
Palate: Super sweet and syrupy. cherry tangerine kiss. Tastes like a chapstick flavor. Star of anise.
Rating: 6 / 10 – tastes like a cocktail. Sweet and fruity. The reveal surprised me. Noah’s Mill is the bottle that started my spirits journey well over a decade ago. I know it quite well and this was not how I envisioned it. That is the magic of blind tastings.
Nose: Classic profile mmm, cinnamon dunnage warehouse, swamp grass and reeds, brackish river water, ocean spray, slightly dirty / funky. Buttery bandaids, sidewalk n ozone.
Palate: Oyster, seaweed salad, cedar box, clove and cinnamon toothpick, broccolini, and peach ring candy. Camphor. Tastes like bandaids with that weird texture of dental mold paste. The ones where they ask for cinnamon or bubblegum but as you are gagging it doesn’t really matter.
Rating: 5 (Ryan) 6 (Shane) / 10
Nose: There is something magical to a glass ignored. It blooms like a flower in a vase, slowly filling the room with character. And while it’s got that nose which I consider distinctly savanna which my brain translates as pineapple, tonight it feels like a tart granny smith apple peel. And red globe grapes. And heavily wooded. Two hours later, when I finally come back to drink it (oops), it distinctly reminds me of mom’s greenhouse. Chocolate tomato vines in bloom, the habanero with its bright bold flavors, stringbeans, rich moisture and decomposing leaves under foot.
Palate: Greenhouse on point. And a distinct earthy sweetness. Julie went through a phase of shopping at the hippy grocer not far from our home in santa cruz. She’d bring home sweets from the bins and I never could quite get into them. I’d only eat the licorice, leave the rest for her. Something less refined. Distinctly herbal and quite musky the more this rests. Like aged and fermented teas
Rating: 6 / 10 – This is fun. A bit on the bizarre side, and probably not a pour I would reach for regularly, but what a powerful nose at first, and a beautiful confluence of flavors.
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