A Rediscovered Rosebank

Just as Freddie and Spanners were going all Indiana Jones, I had discovered a little lost treasure of my own.
In the back of my parents’ drinks cabinet, I discovered the remnants of a bottle of Flora and Fauna Rosebank. I have a thing for closed distilleries, I have a thing for Lowland whisky and above all, I have a thing for delicious drams. Rosebank ticks all the boxes.

Yes, I was really this excited

Leggy geeking out over a bottle of Rosebank

I had picked up two bottles from Peckham’s in 2007, at the bargain price of £37 each. The idea was to open one for drinking and to leave the other for posterity. The first bottle was opened and went down fairly quickly. The second bottle only survived intact for another three weeks or so. It was so tasty, I cracked it open and got stuck in.
But guilt set in and I repented of my haste. I consigned the bottle to the very back of my whisky collection so it would last a little longer and that is where it lay until last weekend.
As discussed on here before, time is not always kind to whisky left open. So I was anxious to see how my dear Rosebank had turned out.

Nose:
Elderflower, white grapes, icing sugar on gingerbread men – definitely light
Palate:
White chocolate, vanilla mousse, hints of watercress. Cola cubes and sweet liquorice in the finish. Thick on the front of the tongue elegant and subtle
Water:
Play-doh on the nose (no, seriously). Buffalo curds and palm treacle. Sweet herbs.

Still a charmer, despite it’s time in the cupboard. I will savour every last drop of this one.

- M.S.

Aussie the Jolly Swagman

Our felonious cousin recently obtained a small sample of single sherry butt, twenty-one year old Bunnahabhain at 52.8%. We could tell you where he got it from, but then we’d have to kill you.

Aussie: Not stolen… Honest…

Freddie: A likely story from the descendant of convicts! I do love a good bit of Bunny though!

Aussie: Got it on a bit of a whim, but Freddie and I are both huge fans of the twelve year old, so forgive us if we draw comparisons here.

Nose:

Freddie: Rum and raisin on the nose, the standard Bunny smell really!

No, not this Bunny, but guess who's on the left...

Aussie: I do get the rum raisin as per the normal sherry casks but I get a wee bit of vanilla and maybe blackcurrant creeping in. Probably some heather as well.

Freddie: [Groans] You’re always saying blackcurrant these days. Is it your next joke, like ‘fresh cut hay’? I’m getting a big hit of molasses, demerara or black treacle.

Aussie: And you critique my palate by gabbing on about three different kinds of sugar?

Freddie: you mean you can’t tell the difference between them all?

Aussie: For me it is like white sugar that has been dissolved a bit in water…Not quite to the extent of forming a treacle or syrup though, but similar…

Freddie: So we’re agreed it’s sugary then?

Aussie: Aye, shut your trap…

Palate:

Freddie: Very straightforward tastes, exactly like the twelve. Raisins, treacle, butter.

Aussie: There’s the rum and dark sugary flavours. I’m getting a tiny touch of vanilla in there, like Venezuelan rum! It’s very smooth, but I can’t compare it to the twelve. For me the twelve has a bit more of a punch to it. I’m afraid to say, perhaps the twelve is a bit more complex?

Freddie: I’d certainly agree with that. I had an SMWS cask strength twelve-year-old Bunny sherry butt bottling in January and it was essentially a stronger version of the 46% standard job. This is very nice whisky, it’s got that winning Bunnahabhain flavour, but considering it’s had an extra nine years in the cask I’d expect greater intricacy to it. The twelve still does it for me, is easier to find and costs less!

Aussie: If only we hadn’t missed out when litre bottles of the eighteen were available for next to nothing at duty free. You still weep about that in the wee small hours, don’t you Freddie?

Freddie: As if you don’t too Aussie!

An introspective silence briefly descends over the room.

Finish:

Freddie: Huge hazelnut flavour, with added citrus zest and pepper in the finish. The citrus is probably the only really different note I get to the standard distillery twelve-year-old bottling, and I’m not sure if this balances quite as well because of it. It’s still trademark Bunnahabhain, which is all good as far as I’m concerned!

Aussie: I seriously get a strong taste of blackcurrant, not taking the mickey here, but I also get a tad of bitter coffee grounds in there also. The whisky is very smooth and then warms up the back of your throat. Overall, I find it very pleasant to drink.

Freddie: Agreed. Doesn’t have the smoothness of the Bunnahabhain eighteen, which is a gorgeous whisky, like liquid velvet – All the top notes of the twelve without the pepper in the finish. I’m surprised, as the twenty-five year old is slightly too mellow for me, but this one is right between those ages and a bit more gutsy and therefore I prefer it to the twenty-five!

Aussie: Overall, it is a good whisky, but this might be where I’m a whisky pederast… I often prefer younger whiskies…

Freddie coughs and splutters

Aussie: Not any other applications of the word, you bam…

- F.R. M.H.

Glengoyne ‘Teapot Dram’

A combination of 5 First Fill Sherry Casks, all between 10 and 12 years of age. 3000 bottles, only found at the distillery shop or if you’re on the mailing list. This is named as a ‘tribute’ to the daily dram that was given out to distillery workers three times each day from the copper teapot in the canteen, before all that health and safety rot came in and spoiled everyone’s fun!

Spanners: Holy moley! It’s the colour of dried blood. So, so dark!

Aussie: Yes, Robin.

Nose

Freddie: Lyle’s golden syrup, Persian tea, Marmalade.

Spanners: Mmmm! Good whisky! I don’t ever get very much from nosing whisky, but this smells great!

Aussie: Mmmmm! Definite spiced orange with a little bit of the normal rum smell you get from sherry matured whisky, no raisin though, makes it a little unique [Aussie goes for the inhale] Ohhh, it’s the second smell… Ohhh… Yes.. Not one to give to Topper! I do get a small bit of smoke on the nose… Definitely a different offering. Now for the taste…

Palate

Freddie: Hot, spicy cloves and cardamom mingle with muscovado sugar and orange zest. It lightens into a spiced orange marmalade with added water.

Spanners: [trying it with a drop of water] Ooh! I think this is how this one’s meant to be drunk.

Freddie: Personally, I like it either way, although I agree that you get more complexity out of it with a touch – just a drop – of water added – But less spice!

Aussie: Definitely spiced orange, hot on the tongue… Sensual… I would say more lemon zest, it’s quite quite a sour tang to it… I’ll agree with you Freddie on your uncanny ability to discern a single sugar type… [Laughter]

Spanners: That’s one spicy meat-a-ball!

Aussie: Except it isn’t meaty…

Freddie: Or a ball.

Spanners: Fair enough, but it is a spicy dram!

Despite lacking Jim Carrey's charisma, Spanners dresses like this when he's out on the prowl!

Finish

Freddie: Lingering spices, with additional ginger. A tannic note. A hint of freeze-dried raspberries. Devoid of the peppery character in the finish that has characterized a few of the more recent batches of Aberlour A’Bunadh.

Editorial Note: It’s inescapable that we wind up comparing cask strength sherry bottles to A’Bunadh, it’s rather a benchmark for judging them by, even though it fluctuates quite a bit in quality depending upon batch number.

Spanners: Yeah, we really should try to put up a review for an A’Bunadh one day…

Aussie: A good slap of spice on the front of the tongue, which quickly disappears into a lingering but sweet heat on the back of the throat… That’s a cracking whisky. I love the heavily sherried stuff! When are you heading up to see your folks next Freddie?

Freddie: Want a lift up to Glengoyne distillery do you?

Aussie: As if you aren’t heading back there yourself!

Freddie: Fair point.

Spanners: Can I come too?

Freddie: [sigh] Oh, alright then…

- F.R., M.H, & S.L.

A Leap of Faith.

We have occasion to stop the press for an unscheduled article.

I was lucky enough to receive a secret sample this morning. A 30cl preview measure of Jura’s upcoming release. Many thanks to the Jura boys for sending it – They’re staying extremely tight-lipped regarding any details other than it’s an upcoming release – That’s all we know, not even the percentage. It’s a leap of faith! Spanners is here to share this little dram with me. You’ll get the benefit of both our opinions and we’ll probably both wish we each had a fuller measure!

Only in the leap from the lion head will Freddie and Spanners prove their worth!

Freddie: The nose is a little fiery at first, then I’m getting really rich, freshly made butterscotch, with a tiny bit of sweet red pepper and a little dried seaweed.

Silence descends as it is tasted.

It was an unconventional tasting glass...

Freddie: Ooh!

Spanners: Ooh!

Freddie: Thoughts?

Spanners: It’s like toffee dipped in chocolate – Doesn’t have a particularly strong scent for me, but it tastes rather fabulous.

Freddie: Peppery on the tip of the tongue – There’s a soft, oaky note in there and a subtle hint of tinned peach juice. It reminds me a bit of the 16 year old, but as if it’s been unleashed!

Spanners: Yeah, I can see that.

Freddie: There’s that malty, salty, savoury finish – classic Jura, but not overpowering the flavour. I really agree about the chocolate note. This has a really appealing spiciness, like powdered red chillis dusted over plain chocolate.

Spanners: It’s kinda dry, sort of sucks your cheeks in.

Freddie: [A wolfish grin on his face] I don’t think this is chill-filtered…

You have chosen... Wisely.

Reaction

Freddie: It’s got a nice balance, reminiscent of the coastal Highland whiskies the distillery was built to emulate, but still distinctly a Jura. I really like this one. Hopefully I’ll have another chance to taste it soon!

Spanners: A very good dram with far more character than the rest of the core range, excluding Prophecy. Though they’re certainly pleasant, I don’t have that much more to say about them, but with this one and the Prophecy too, I’m very interested!

Freddie: So for you, another step in the right direction from Jura?

Spanners: Oh, definitely. When can we get some more?

- S.L. & F.R.

Macallan 20 Year Old Wine Finish – Old Malt Cask

Weighing in at 50%

Spanners, Aussie and Freddie in residence. It is close to midnight and two of us have had a pot noodle, but sod it, time for a tasting!

Spanners: You know what this reminds me of? It smells very similar to a Clynelish 14.

Freddie: Sshh!

Editor’s note: Despite going through three bottles of Clynelish 14 in recent months, we still haven’t managed to get a review of that up on here. But I’ve said too much!

Freddie: The aroma reminds me a bit of Glenfarclas 105. There’s a slightly burnt note…

Spanners: What’s this done in?

Freddie: [Utilising decidedly sub-Holmesian deductive logic]  Fewer bottles than a sherry butt would yield and quite a light colour.  I think a bourbon cask job, with the aforementioned wine finish. 318 isn’t that usual a number so I reckon the staff have drunk a good bit of it!

It really has to be Jeremy Brett...

Aussie: I do recall the Springbank and Hazelburn festival bottlings having similar low numbers though.  So could this be just a single cask?

Freddie: Yes, it is from one barrel, but size matters. Stop giggling Spanners! A sherry butt [more giggles] would give out more bottles, because the butts are larger [a choking sound from Spanners]. Bourbon hogsheads are smaller. This is diluted to 50% mind, which confuses things.

Spanners: Anyway, the nose on this?

Aussie: Brambles mixed with ‘Macha’ Ice-cream (Japanese green tea).

Freddie: Glazed apfel strudel, with raisins and cinnamon.

Spanners: Awww… yeah… [Chimp-like grunting]

Aussie: Do you have to do that Spanners?

Freddie: Sweet on the nose, reminds me of the Nikka Taketsuru.

Spanners: Tomintoul 16 or Inverarity, I’m not sure.

Aussie: A little honey and cut-grass…

Freddie: [Impersonating Richard Paterson] ‘The first taste is good, but it’s the second taste, the second taste…’ [sipping sounds] Actually, the first taste isn’t good. Quite bitter and peppery.

Spanners: Powerful really.

Freddie: It’s like they’ve killed off all the beautiful wine notes…

Spanners: I’d have a hard time believing this was a Macallan if I didn’t see the label.

Freddie: Not the velvety smooth delight I was expecting.

Aussie: Hold up, I’m the numpty having to type all of your comments, I’ve barely had a chance to try this yet. Ooooh! Very peppery notes, not so sweet… You’re right, this can’t be a Macallan!

Freddie: This is bitter, reminds me of the Dalmore we recently tried which had a burnt apple crumble taste.

Aussie: I’m actually enjoying it…

Freddie: The initial cask itself seems to overpower any wine influence. I really don’t get any of the fruity notes you normally find in wine cask finishes.

Spanners: Has this actually spent time in a wine cask?

Aussie: I’m getting apples and some bitterness, but I get a balance, unlike the two of you.

Freddie: Short finish, bitter palate, sweet nose, sweet on the tip of the tongue but becomes disappointing, even disillusioning, thereafter.

Spanners: Very hot in the peppery way, dry. Arid.

Freddie: I do hope the bottle will improve after being open a week or so. Just to mellow out the flavours. They seem to be overpowered just now.

Aussie: I can see your point, but I do still like it…

Freddie: I’m reminded of crab apples. Cooking apples. They look so appealing on the tree, but then you pick them – They’re sweet when you bite into them, but swiftly turn really bitter and leave you with a really sore belly if you keep on eating them!

Not a hit for Freddie then...

Aussie: Oh well, still, thank you Gran for this one.

Spanners/Freddie: Aye, thanks!

Spanners: I do get a little wine in the finish…

Freddie: I feel bad, it’s an expensive bottle that Aussie wouldn’t normally go for. But I’m not sure I’m fond of it at all. At least it improves a little bit with water.

Spanners: It’s loads better with water, more smooth, more fruity, not as intense. It changes it entirely.

Freddie: Almost pineapple-y with water? The palate is massively improved, although I’m not overly keen on the finish. Slightly sour and quite bitter still.

Aussie: I actually prefer it without water, but I do somewhat enjoy some bitterness in whisky at times.

Spanners: Other things you like are bitter too aren’t they, you masochist!

Aussie: Ouch! Bit out of left field and into right testicle Spanners!

Harsh!

Freddie: [Clearing his throat] In my opinion, this needs to open out more. I’ll let it sit for a while.

Aussie: Oh well, it was intended for general consumption anyway. So, Decimation at the next Drambuster meeting?

All: Aye!

- M.H, F.R. & S.L. (Spanners)

Drammed, Drammed, Drammed!

Another month and another large get together, featuring some very interesting and different whiskies which stirred up a good bit of discussion.

SMWS 76.81 – An 8 year old first-fill bourbon cask Mortlach! 60.1%

Freddie: Ooft! Very bourbon-y on the nose!

Aussie: State the obvious, Freddie!

Topper: Ridiculously smooth.

Crusty: And fresh.

Leggy: It’s very creamy.

Freddie: Yes, like vanilla cream soda – there’s a whiff of banana in there.

Crusty: I’m getting fresh pine resin…

Aussie: Delicate heather honey.

A pause as everyone has a sip…

Leggy: it’s quite tongue coating.

Spanners: Delicious.

Porky: Fantastic.

Freddie: The taste carries on everything from the nose, with the addition of stewed pears in custard. Faint spicy cardamom in the finish – perhaps a miniscule amount of pepper?

Aussie: Mmm! I like that! White grape in there too. Very light, then spicy in the finish, a tiny bit of pepper!

Freddie: Wow! The spiciness disappears when you add the tiniest drop of water – it’s almost like a whisky ice cream now, if such a thing existed!

It has been done...

Spanners: Without water it’s almost like ginger beer, no?

Neeps: This is very nice actually…

Aussie: So nice that I’ve tanned it! I think I’ll have another one!

Leggy: So it’s drinkable then?

All: Certainly drinkable!

Topper: I rate it quite highly…

Aussie: Danger territory… I think I could unknowingly drink my way through an entire bottle of this… Then drunkenly run through the streets in a bathrobe and pirate hat shouting that the revolution has come!

Leggy: Now you’re just being silly…

Freddie notices Aussie eyeing up the other bottles

Freddie: Check out that predatory look in Aussie’s eyes!

Leggy: [Sings] Are you really Freddie in disguise?

Duncan Taylor Aberlour 1993 (17 year old) – cask no 2838 ‘matured in an oak cask’ 55.2%

Porky: Roast coffee.

Spanners: But sweet…

Freddie: Burnt apple? Roasted apples even?

Aussie: [Sniffing at glass in disbelief] That can’t be cask strength!

A pause as everyone has a taste

Crusty: It’s like a chocolate or coffee.

Spanners: Ooh that’s smooth! I’m getting boiled sweeties!

Crusty: Buttery

Porky: Sweet cherries maybe?

Freddie: I’m tasting custard cream biscuits initially – Very sweet at first.

Neeps: It’s really nice!

Crusty: It’s a bit carob-y.

Editorial Note: Carob (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Carob) is a legume native to the Mediterranean region. It is used as a chocolate substitute by very middle class parents. Crusty, Freddie and Leggy were all subjected to it in their respective childhoods. It is a double whammy of no fun – not only does it not taste like chocolate, it also marks one out to one’s peers as being different.

If only they could block out the memories.

Aussie: It’s appley and drinkable with some bitter notes. Some spice in the finish.

Neeps: It reminds me of Greek sweets..

Leggy: Loukoumi?

Neeps: Yeah, that’s the one.

Freddie: You mean Lokum? Turkish delight?

Leggy: GREEK DELIGHT!!!

Leggy spent some time in Greece a few years back and knows there are strong feelings on this subject!

Freddie: There’s some cereal there, again that slightly roasted note comes up in the finish…

Leggy: It tastes like Special K should taste if the picture on the box lived up to it’s promise.

Topper: Apparently Tommy Cooper used to have gin and tonic on his breakfast cereal.

Just like that!

Spanners: Extra special K!

Freddie: I’ve got it! Tahini!

Leggy: Yes!

Aussie: [Still intent on the dram] Honey, coffee and burnt orange peel.

Topper goes to get some Irn Bru…

Neeps: Are you not going to try it with water first?

Porky: It’s a bit like an old fireplace.

Leggy: Galaxy milk chocolate. And some green apples.

Aussie: It turns really acrid if you add water. Ack!

Spanners: Why would you add water to this?

Leggy: SCIENCE!

Freddie: You’re right Aussie. It’s almost taken on a hint of gammeldansk now – It really knots the stomach. I wish I hadn’t added water.

Spanners: Told you Freddie!

Porky: A very unusual whisky. I often think that coffee flavour is distracting or unpleasant, but not in this instance.

All: Unless you add water!

Leggy: Or Irn Bru. [Turns to stare accusingly at Topper]

Topper shifts guiltily in his chair…

Blair Athol 12 – Flora and Fauna, 43%

Porky: Smells of citrus fruits.

Freddie: Grapefruit and raisins. Tangerine peel, sweet chilli peppers

Crusty: Aye, it is like grilled red peppers – Mmmm, there’s a slight sweetness!

Neeps: Mandarins?

Aussie: It’s nutty on the nose. Tastes of grapefruit and liquorice.

Freddie: Interesting finish – Like hazelnuts and red wine.

Aussie: Quite short and dry. A little acrid?

Neeps: I agree.

Leggy: There’s a kind of woody, wood polish note.

Topper: French polish?

Spanners: Pledge®?

That might sound like a critical note, but Spanners loves cleaning...

Crusty: Fresh lacquer, or pine resin?

Leggy: Haven’t you used that note before?

Aussie: Freshly cut hay?

All: Oh shut up Aussie!

Neeps: To be honest, I’m a bit disappointed. It’s not a patch on the distillery only that we had.

Freddie: This is a bit cheaper though, and you don’t have to go to Pitlochry to buy it. It’s not really to my taste either, but that certainly doesn’t mean it’s bad.

Topper: I like it.

Aussie: It’s alright…

Porky: I’d probably buy this.

Oban Distillery Only - 55.2% Fino Sherry Finish

 

By this time only some of us were still making an effort to keep reviewing. The rest had started on a crate of beer, the uncouth beasts!

Freddie: Wow! Great nose! Some red fruits in there, but overwhelmingly smells like a heavily played rosewood fretboard!

Leggy: A little strawberry jam?

Neeps: I have a memory I attach to this – Being in a sauna back in Sweden with a bunch of Finnish chicks!

Leggy: With strawberry jam?

That could get a little sticky...

Aussie: Very sweet… Honey, roses. Some tannin smells, almost like a red wine.

Freddie: Nicely delicate flavours – Very smooth, with hints of the usual bourbon and sherry notes appearing. A good bit of cherry bakewell and yes Leggy, a good hit of strawberry jam! Faintly chewy maltiness also.

Neeps: A bit of oak?

Aussie: I’m getting that maltiness too. Figs and some lemon.

Leggy: Forest fruit tea?

Freddie: A medium length finish. Light raisins – typical of sherry maturation, I know, but not at all treacly, which is much less usual.

Leggy: Very interesting to have a sherry finish rather than maturation.

Aussie: Really shows just how much flavour you can get out of a sherry cask.

Freddie: A good whack of sea salt at the end?

Aussie: And pepper.

Freddie: Yes!

Leggy: It’s the peppery finish you get in the Oban 14 as well. I wonder if it’s in the Distiller’s Edition too…

Aussie: [Gesticulating wildly] This is very, very, very drinkable!

 Neeps: This is a lovely dram.

Freddie: Yes, I really like it. It’s velvet smooth. The Oban 14 is quite nice, but this is very impressive. I’m of a mind to seek out more bottlings of Oban now…

Leggy: Best of luck with that! We can probably get the Distiller’s Edition but that’s about it. Most of it goes into blends.

Aussie: A real shame when they can turn out stuff as good as this.

Highland Park Single Cask 19 Year old 1986 – (2005) 55.3%

Hats off to Aussie for parting with a fair bit of dosh for this bottle – Only to realise after bidding that it was just 35cl!

Crikey!

Freddie: [Sounding very much like Leslie Phillips] Hellloooo! It smells like a dark chocolate and cherry fudge!

Spanners: Amazing colour!

Freddie: It’s ruby red!

Aussie: Fruity, what a fruity smell!

A very solemn silence as it is tasted.

Freddie: The palate is like Seville orange marmalade, with a little salt, just the tiniest bit! And that finish is incredible. Blueberry and blackcurrant muffins spread with a gooseberry and elderflower conserve.

Aussie: Either gooseberry or sour plum. Honeyed notes, definitely blackberry.

Plums!

Spanners: Mmm! [We really couldn't coax much else out of him by this point]

Aussie: A slightly sour dram but I just love it. This might be one of the best drams I’ve ever had… It’s just… Perfect.

Freddie: This is an outstanding whisky, even by Highland Park standards.

Aussie: My estimation of Highland Park has leapt threefold!

Spanners: And it was high already!

Freddie: I don’t want to finish it. In fact, we might have to delay posting this review until we’ve managed to secure some more bottles for ourselves!

Aussie: I agree, but I’m not sure this will be available at all. The bottle was a very special release that you couldn’t buy in the shops.

Spanners: Maybe there’s still some at the distillery?

Aussie: Orkney isn’t that easy to get to. If I knew for certain that there were bottles of this up there in Kirkwall, I’d bloody swim there!

All: Here, here!

Sadly a dram each was all we could get, but it was well worth every single one of Aussie’s pennies!

Edradour Port Cask

Limited edition, albeit into its 5th release. This comes from cask 382. One of 1133 bottles at 46%. No age statement.

Much is made by some producers of the traditional nature of maturing whisky in sherry barrels. A good few hundred years ago, gentlemen in this part of the world consumed sherry in large amounts and therefore the surplus barrels often came to be used for storing whisky. In those days, ‘whisky’ was a clear product like illicit poitín or a new make spirit. That this spirit took on flavours from the cask it was stored in if given a little time was the landmark discovery that brought us to the whisky we now know and love.

Bourbon casks, we’re occasionally reminded, are relative newcomers to the maturation of malt, turning up about a hundred or so years ago. But while some may wax lyrical about a ‘belle epoque’ of sherry-matured whisky, they speak less of the other casks often used in this time, which were often whatever barrels were going spare at the docks. Casks previously containing wines, ale, brandy, port and even fish are known to have been used.

Thankfully, this isn’t a review of fish cask whisky!

Port isn’t consumed in anything like the same quantities it used to be and the number of chaps suffering from gout has significantly decreased from that of yesteryear – These two facts may be related! A variety of cask-finished whiskies can be found, with port amongst them, but whisky wholly matured in a port cask is much harder to find. Fortunately, the boffins at Edradour distillery aren’t afraid of trying many different varieties of cask, as their extensive range demonstrates. Here goes then, for an arguably old-fashioned and traditional type of maturation!

Nose:

Cranberry, redcurrant, brambles still on the hedge. Butter tablet.

Palate:

How’s this for a wonderful childhood memory – Ribena syrup! Crushed brambles, slightly under-ripe strawberries and a buttery flapjack mixture, before it has set.

It's true I say!

Finish:

Creme fraiche/sour cream, walnut oil and a little hazelnut.

Aussie wheeled out the concept of a dessert whisky recently while tasting 30 year old Glenfiddich. For me, this is even more worthy of the title. It kicks off very sweet – almost alarmingly smooth, becoming ever so slightly dry in the finish (perhaps even tart, like a good goat’s cheese) and is overwhelmingly reminiscent of traditional cranachan. Finally, the colour is incredible – Like a Portugese Rosé!

I’ve rarely ever had a whisky so fruity. Very different and a real treat. Edradour have proven to be quite a wee find. I’ve been extremely impressed by most that I’ve tried in the past year – Although the peated ‘Ballechin’ left me cold. Bottles have been well received by all of the lads whenever I’ve brought them out. Aussie now worships their bourbon decanter and Spanners actually paid me in order to take the dregs of my sherry decanter a few months ago!

Since it’s less than two hours drive away, there may be another trip to the distillery on the cards in the near future – Probably with a few passengers in tow. I shall certainly be getting another bottle or two of the port cask. As for the others, well, I have my suspicions…

- F.R.

Tam’s Drams First Birthday Tasting

Tam Gardiner founded Tam’s Drams one year ago. In this time, his stock has intrigued, delighted and broadened our palates considerably.

Dramnation!

Tam is also a thoroughly good egg – Although, as you can tell from a glimpse at the bottles on offer at this tasting, he is far too generous for his own good – We certainly aren’t complaining!

You’re in for a long article. We’ll be reviewing a lot of malt and have brought along our tame Scandinavians, Porky and Neeps, to aid us in this solemn, sober undertaking.

Glenfiddich 30 year old – 40% (not the newer 43% release).

A rare beast indeed!

Nose:

Freddie: Unsurprisingly for Glenfiddich, it’s sweet. Apples (but no bananas!), golden syrup pudding with dates.

Aussie: Apples, sweet pepper notes, maybe heather.

Neeps: Smells like a Christmas tree.

Porky: Cloves? Perhaps cloves in there?

Palate/Finish:

Freddie: Apples again, velvet smooth, extremely delicate!

Aussie: That’s effing smooth! I don’t want to add water to this!

Freddie: I think it would be wrong to add water to this.

Neeps: There is no burning sensation at all. It’s interesting. I’ve had it before, but it was after an Islay so I couldn’t appreciate it at the time.

Freddie: You had Glenfiddich after an Islay?!?!

Porky: It’s a bit too smooth for me if I’m honest.

Aussie: This finish… Very, very sweet, slightly oily, and there’s nothing else to it – I’m left feeling slightly robbed as it’s gone so quickly…

Neeps: It would be nice and smooth for a summer’s day, like lemonade, but it’s expensive for lemonade. [Note: It's currently selling for £238.00 online!]

Freddie: I agree with what you’ve both said. Perhaps they should have released this at cask strength for the extra flavour, especially considering the price it weighs in at. Older whisky often gets very mellow so I don’t really understand why they’ve watered it down to 40%. I must say however that it is very, very easy to drink!

Aussie: I’m actually very impressed with it! I’ve finally had a Glenfiddich that I’ve liked! It’s almost dessert whisky!

Freddie: Now you mention it, this would be lovely with a little bit of pecan pie!

Aussie: Mmm, pie…

Neeps: And ice cream!

Dalmore 28 – 45% – ‘Stillman’s Dram’

Nose:

Porky: Oooh, it smells like butterscotch or toffee!

Freddie: Lovely nose – citrus and more apples, maybe even toffee apples!

Aussie: Maybe some berries, maybe caramel. I can’t really pick up much.

Neeps: Orange and shortbread…

Porky: Maybe orange compote?

Aussie: Marmalade?

Palate/Finish:

Freddie: Wow! Pleasantly peppery on the palate – caramelised apples inside a slightly over-browned crumble, perhaps even slightly burnt.

Neeps: Such a smooth beginning…

Aussie: Definite pepper notes, slightly acrid in the end? Did that swirling in the mouth thing that you do Freddie, and got almost straight up Calvados – and a good slap of pepper in the face.

Porky: Definitely – slightly overpowering – a bit of nuttiness in the end?

Neeps: Certainly nutty, but a bit too much pepper to get into the taste.

Aussie: Another smooth whisky, but not really for me.

Freddie: More character than the Glenfiddich, though I’m not sure whether I’d buy a bottle, since it comes in over the £270 mark. Again enjoyable, but I can think of a lot of bottles I’d take over this which cost a good bit less.

Aussie: Ouch! You could buy roughly five Ardbeg Corryvreckan or Hazelburn Sauternes Wood for that Freddie!

Caperdonich 37 – 53.5%. Cask 7420. Duncan Taylor ‘Rare Auld’ range.

A 1972 vintage from the distillery otherwise known as ‘Glen Grant II’! Mothballed since 2002. The first entry from an independent bottler, this should be a good one!

Nose:

Aussie: I’m getting roses and that’s very pleasant

Porky: Yes, very floral

Aussie: Some pepper notes

Freddie: Sweet chilli pepper – mmm! With a strong damascena scent, faint fennel too.

Aussie: Maybe some aniseed?

Palate/Finish:

A studious silence and much scowling in concentration

Aussie: Acrid. Some rosewater and peach?

Freddie: [winces] Bitter coffee. Fennel.

Neeps: Dry wood!

Porky: Like an explosion, short and sudden.

Freddie: There’s really nothing in the finish.

Aussie: I think the acrid taste is tannin.

Freddie: I don’t think I’m that keen on it Aussie!

Neeps: No, I really haven’t been impressed by this. What’s next?

Freddie: Grain! [sobs to himself]

Neeps: This tastes like a really cheap supermarket blend. I wouldn’t be impressed if someone brought this over for Christmas. It’s just a mess in your mouth.

Porky: Like wet grass cuttings dumped in sewage water. It smelled lovely, but the taste was really disappointing, even disgusting.

Oh dear...

Votes so Far

Freddie: I’m yet to be bowled over. The Glenfiddich was very gentle but didn’t quite have the character of the Dalmore – Not that character is always a good thing, as the Caperdonich proved in bucketloads.

Aussie: For me, the Glenfiddich so far was my favourite, though the Caperdonich had the best smell… shame about the taste though!

Porky: It did smell fantastic. The Dalmore was the best. The Glenfiddich was good, but wasn’t a huge improvement on the Solera Reserva, which costs a lot less.

Neeps: The Dalmore. The first truly excellent Dalmore I’ve had!

Porky: I still dream about the Glenmorangie Signet. I’m hoping to find something tonight to match that. I think I recently had a dream where I was chasing a bottle of it!

Freddie: The Dalmore shaves it then – much more character than the Glenfiddich, although the burnt note marred it for me. The Glenfiddich was sweeter and extremely drinkable, but lacked that ‘wow’ factor. No, I’m undecided. I’ve had nothing so far that I would buy for the prices they weigh in at.

Dumbarton 45 – 49.5% – Clan Denny Range

Nice box..

Freddie: A GRAIN?!?!? Not after last time!

Aussie: Haha, this is an example of tough love!

Freddie: Right, I swear that I won’t judge this ’til it’s in front of me.

Aussie: Wonder if it will have that wood shaving smell grain often has?

Freddie: Or nail varnish remover?

Nose:

Aussie: A tiny bit of sawdust.

Norway: Almost like a good salmiyak – sweet liquorice

Aussie: Can’t say the smell is that appealing. I agree the liquorice is there

Freddie: Grain, though less vile smelling than usual.

Palate/Finish:

ALL EYES ON FREDDIE DRINKING IT…

Neeps: Oh…That’s dry…[Look of utter disgust]

Aussie: [Choking] Aaagh! Aaaagh! Get the Coke!

Freddie: [Grimacing in disgust and setting his glass down purposefully] Utterly revolting. The ‘malt’ ambassador introducing it mentioned that grain is more of an industrial spirit. I’m guessing methylated in this particular instance. With added celery. Did I mention that I hate celery?

Aussie: I’m sin-binning this whisky to the centre of the table

Freddie: Me too. I don’t know what the Clan Denny did to deserve their name being put on this bottle. It must have been pretty heinous though!

Porky: I agree on this. It’s awful!

Aussie: Worst of the night. The ambassador’s speech certainly didn’t sell us on the concept of ‘young’ grains at all…

Freddie: If it’s this bad after 45 years imagine how awful it was when it was younger. I’m sure this is the stuff I use to clean my paintbrushes.

A rather more weathered group at the opposite end of the table professed to be blend fans. We gave them all our measures of Dumbarton, which they appreciated a lot more than us. Each to their own!

Aussie: I think I’d rather not get old if my tastebuds change to the point that the Dumbarton 45 tastes good…

Longrow 8 year old Cask Strength, Shiraz cask – 58.5%

Released as 2010 Springbank festival bottle for £50. One of 414 bottles

Nose:

Freddie: I’ve been looking forward to this! Smells like heaven…  Smoky, with a huge hit of red grapes!

Aussie: Hello peat!!! Take my tastebuds out of the gloom!

Tam Gardiner: [Filling our glasses] Only a wee splash & dash I’m afraid boys!

Neeps: Better a ‘splash & dash’ then a double of the grain we just had. I just want to sit and sniff this! Pffff… I’m happy!

Freddie: Dark berries and sticky toffee pudding, by a woodland campfire.

Neeps: This is fantastic! After the others, I think I’m getting high off the smell… Poppies… Poppers? Something like that…

Note that Neeps was suffering the effect from a fair few drinks by this time

Aussie: Damn. I think I can still smell sawdust. My nose has been destroyed by the grain!

Palate/Finish:

Freddie: It follows on from the nose. Buttery, gooey, runny fudge, and smoky berries – or perhaps that should be smoked berries?

Neeps: This is just pleasant in so many ways, the best of the night so far.

Aussie: Highly agreeable.

Neeps: Good old peat is coming!

Aussie: First of the night to have a finish, unless you count the grain, which sent me into toxic shock.

Freddie: The least expensive, youngest whisky of the lot and the best by far.

Porky: Young and feisty, but for me it lacks a little character

Freddie: It is a little light for a Longrow. But a what lovely change of pace! This is the first whisky tonight to really grab my attention.

Aussie: It improves with every sip and it was good to start with!

Porky: Towards the end I get a taste of fresh white honey.

Aussie: [Paraphrasing the venerable Richard Paterson] ‘Don’t give it to the Mother-In-Law!’

He means it!

Aussie and Freddie had predicted at the outset that this one might be their pick of the night, not that they were feeling smug (well, perhaps just a wee bit). But the Port Ellen was up next…

Port Ellen 28 year old – Old Malt Cask Refill Hogshead 50% (circa £200)

Freddie: Shockingly, I must confess that outside of a trace ingredient in ‘The Big Peat’, I’ve never had Port Ellen (at least to my memory)

Aussie: I haven’t either, and this one was distilled in the year I was born!

Freddie: I wonder if the taint will affect it?

Nose:

Freddie: This is the Port Ellen then – Gosh! It really smells like mulch feed!

Aussie: Yes, sweet, malty, Like walking past the mash stills… Or taking a bath in a washback…

Neeps: I’m getting toffee…

Porky: A burnt cement smell?

Freddie: That’s it Aussie! It smells like being in a distillery!

Aussie: The smell of fresh cut hay?

Freddie: [groans] I thought we might get through a review without that old gag popping up.

Aussie: You were wrong mate!

Palate/Finish:

Aussie: Sweet. Some apple & aniseed, with peat. Not a bad flavour. The rep described ash. I might have to agree with him.

Freddie: Lightly smoky – liquorice, salt – marmite! A gentle, unusual coal (not Caol) flavour finishes it off. Some vanilla?

Aussie: It’s nice, but far beyond what I’d pay for it.

Freddie: True. I like it, but the price is silly money.

Aussie: I’m afraid to say it but a decent Highland Park would pip it for me. It’s nice too, smoky, maritime and far cheaper to buy, even for the more special stuff. I don’t care how much flak I’ll get for this!

Freddie: I agree with you. Staying on Islay, the much underrated Caol Ila does the job for me and costs a lot less, especially for independent bottlings!

Aussie: One day you’ll open another of your Port Askaig bottles and some day I’ll open my Hjarta. Both much cheaper and we know and adore them!

At this point Tam produced a few extra bottles and announced a free-for all. So we ran to get some extra drams in before they fell to the frenzied mass of drinkers hovering around them.

Auchentoshan 16 yr old, Black Bull 40 yr old, Glenfiddich 15 yr old cask strength, Port Charlotte 8. We had ‘encountered’ Black Bull 40 at an earlier tasting this year so politely declined that one…

Aussie: On the basis of the Glenfiddich 30 yr old, I’m going straight for the Glenfiddich 15.

Porky: Me too.

Neeps: I’ll get a PC8

Freddie: Sod it, I’m going back for the last of that Longrow!

Freddie arrived back having charmed his way to another glass of the Longrow and a glass of the Duthies Auchentoshan.

Glenfiddich Cask Strength 15 Year Old – 51% (£125 online)

Aussie: Smells like honey, tastes like banana… Freddie, stop putting ideas in my head! Slightly oily and a fiery finish. A good dram.

Norway: Smells of pine sap, heather, and an unidentifiable spice? The taste is subtle… Apple and fig. The finish is full of plum and pepper notes. A citrus zing, but balanced.

Freddie: I told you Glenfiddich tastes like bananas! For me though, it’s a bit boring, though not unpleasant by any means.

Auchentoshan 16 – Duthies single cask bottling. 46%

Freddie: Reminiscent of putting a copper penny in your mouth as a child. Coppery like the inside of a still. Nope, I really don’t like it. [puts it down and walks off laughing to himself]

Aussie: Since he’s left it, I’ll have a bash and see how it is. The smell is metallic, with berries – not pleasant. [sips] Bleugh! Sod that!

Porky: [Having a go at it himself] Metallic is the right word [not looking impressed]. Tastes of toffee, the only taste. Very disappointing. Bad whisky with no character.

The bottle, albeit it eventually drained, was universally panned by all in attendance.

Port Charlotte 8 - 60.5% (£60 online)

The 4th release of the first Port Charlotte distillation by Bruichladdich.

Freddie: Honey-roasted butternut squash and vanilla on the nose, all bursting out from a big, peaty bugger of a dram! Very smoky, a little bit more than oppressive. It crushes the appealing sweet notes from the nose with a barrage of tar and sea salt, although they faintly reawaken in the finish. Softens a little once sat for twenty minutes or so.

Aussie: Salty, salty, salty – Like Jaunty! Tastes short, sweet, heavily peated… Very much a palate cleanser after that metallic nonsense. Swishing it around, really fiery rum notes, peppery. Quite an acrid finish, the enjoyment gets stripped from you at the last moment!

Final votes:

Freddie: Single cask Longrow has to be the best of the night.

Neeps: [Almost under the table] I agree…

Aussie: I was hopeful for tonight, and bloody surprised by the Glenfiddich 30. Best of the night for me.

Porky: The Glenfiddich cask strength 15.

A surprisingly strong showing from Glenfiddich then, but perhaps that’s why 1 in every 3 bottles of single malt sold is a one of theirs. Without a doubt the worst was the Dumbarton 45, no need to vote really, we all hated it.

Aussie: I’ve been secretly disappointed by a lot of the whisky tonight.

Porky: Proves that old doesn’t always mean good.

Freddie: I honestly believe if the Longrow had been a less peated Springbank or Hazelburn it would have swept the board.

Aussie: I think you’re right. It was a very, very, very close second for me.

Thanks to Tam for being a smashing host. A marvellously varied and interesting night featuring some rare and unusual drams.

- F.R., M.H., C.H. (Neeps) & S.T. (Porky)

Deciphering Drams Past

As the local gendarmerie no doubt became aware, we had a gathering in strength last month, where a few good bottles were consigned to the ‘dustbin of history’ (as Trotsky might have said if he liked a good dram of whisky – though he probably just drank vodka).

Memories, alas, are impeded by many hours of malty hedonism. Despite a valiant attempt to take tasting notes, I’m afraid that I’m left with rather a tangled picture, more fragmentary than the Oxyrhynchus Papyri, written by many different hands and eventually deteriorating into barely legible (albeit feverish) scribbling. I shall evidently have to indulge in a touch of forensic reconstruction.

One of the Oxyrhynchus Papyri

Present were a Highland Park 1998, Clynelish 14, Nikka Taketsuru, Bruichladdich Islay Barley 2010 and an Ardbeg Feis Ile. At least that’s all that I can remember – It was a tough night! Notes have only survived for the latter two bottles. Aussie and Myself had reviewed the Nikka earlier – I do recall that it was very well received. I’m sure that reviews of the omitted bottles will turn up on here eventually – they will all be purchased again and I’ve an inlking that Aussie has a little Highland Park ’98 tucked away that he might write up, if he hasn’t tipped it all down his throat yet!

Purely in the interests of SCIENCE, we had ‘warmed’ our palates with a couple by the time we tackled these, some moreso than others. Spanners, Neeps, Aussie and Jaunty were quite tight by this point (although they still ran off to the pub a little while afterwards). Leggy, Topper, Crusty and I had been pacing ourselves a little better, though our downfall wasn’t much further away.

Bruichladdich Islay Barley 2004

57.5%, bottled from a fresh sherry butt at the 2010 Feis Ile. 1060 50cl bottles from cask no 1667. Noteworthy for being entirely produced from barley grown on the island (although I believe this is also the case with their Octomore releases).

Nose

A strong fruitiness emerges after one has been punched up the nostril by a varnish monster. Yes, that is what I’d written on the page.

It’s quite young and rather a raw spirit on the nose. ‘Too young’ according to Aussie.

‘Really spirity’ – in what looks like Leggy’s writing.

Palate

Bitter grapeskin mingled with orange peel (‘marmalade’ is printed under this in solid block capitals by Aussie)

Finish

Shorter than a hobbit! Cranberry jelly.

Someone (I can’t work out who but the handwriting is worse than a two year old) has written ‘certainly not dreadful for six year old malt, but I’ve had better’. Neeps was ‘surprised it is first fill’ and I have rather hastily noted my agreement afterwards – ‘It wasn’t very complicated and I’d mature it in the cask for a little longer in the hope it took on more flavour, maybe even finish it in something else”. Jaunty has declared it ‘simple, straight-forward drinking whisky’, and that’s probably the bottom line on this one. I’d had it once before, it was by no means bad, just a little anonymous.

Ardbeg Feis Ile ‘El Diablo’ (2011)

Two selected Pedro Ximenez sherry butts filled in 1998 and bottled for the Islay Festival this year. 55.1%. A yield of 1200 bottles, many of which are now pinging around on Ebay for scary money. Many thanks to Leggy for opening his – I won’t be! I had really enjoyed the sherry cask tasting at Ardbeg and I’d been holding myself back from true excess until this bottle came out. I’m glad I did.

Firstly, the colour was incredible! A sepia-tinged Claret.

Nose

Really interesting. Blood oranges, cinnamon? Redcurrant, butter tablet, toffee and perhaps the lightest trace of freshly made porridge? And then there’s the smoke, ever-present but not overpowering. Like a warming log fire.

Palate

Spice tempered by sweetness – a burst of red grape juice, a touch of cognac. Dark orange marmalade and a primordial swamp of black treacle. Aussie writes of ‘orange zest and sticky toffee. Smokey, but more than just a peat bomb for the smokeheads’. It was a choppy, swirling mixture of flavours that fought in the mouth. Jaunty chipped in with the note of the night -

‘Like the North Atlantic in September, thankfully without the U-Boats’.

I'm in the mood for watching 'Das Boot' now...

Finish

Medium length. Citrus peel, ginger biscuits, raisins and woodsmoke. Neeps has written ‘peaty, but with a big merry sweetness to it’. Rather helpfully Aussie has chimed in at the bottom of the page – ‘of course there’s peat throughout, it’s an Ardbeg that isn’t Blasda.’ Thanks cobber!

On the topic of Aussie, the final page I stumbled across contained a brief attempt at summarising the night, scrawled in barely legible scribble. I’ll reproduce it here in its entirety.

Aussie’s final thought

‘We could discuss all night as to which bottle was best but if was to take an over all average thought Highland Park would win. It’s a classic all roundr [sic]. But Ardbeg is my favourite for variety of flavour etc.

Well, at least he made a go of it. In the absence of a more lucid summary of the night, I shall leave it there.

Until next time,

- F.R.

Other spellings of whisky are available…

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So how do you spell the ruddy thing?

My fellow Drambusters will attest to the fact that I have, on occasion, gently corrected people for their spelling of whisky/whiskey. People seem to struggle with this one, but as I understand it, when it’s from Ireland it’s called whiskey. If it’s from anywhere else except the US, it’s whisky. And if it’s from the US, it’s still legally called “whisky”, but a lot of producers put “whiskey” on the bottle for their own special reasons. Craig at Whisky Adventures has a cracking post on the topic.

But wait, I hear you cry, who cares? Why would we want to drink anything other than delicious scotch whisky?

I’ve written before about my debilitating neophilia and my race to try every single distillery in Scotland at least once. Well, I don’t think I’ve done them all, but I’m pretty certain I’ve covered most. So my curiosity has taken me elsewhere, to the unknown territory of American whiskies. I’m particularly intrigued by the variety of styles and brands that come from a relatively small number of distilleries and the corresponding anonymity of each bottling – i.e. no distillery name to peg your opinions to.

The following notes were jotted down over sips of American whiskies. The Noah’s Mill was a bottle I gave my brother (so I had to have a little try when I visisted). I tried the van Winkle in a bar in my native Edinburgh, whilst waiting for a friend to arrive (turned out he was on the other side of the bar, but that’s another story).

Noah's Mill bourbon

Tannic Mills

Noah’s Mill Genuine Bourbon Whisky 57.5%

Very oaky (I know, I know it’s new oak)

Maple syrup is the first thing I get

with a little water, there’s some lemon and other citrus notes.

Lovely powerful bitter black coffee finish.

Pappy Van Winkle’s Family Reserve, 20 yo 45.2%

Nose: Creme brulee, vanilla, dark chocolate/mocha, rhubarb, blue berries – overall a very smooth nose

Palate: Sugared almonds, wasabi, apples n’custard – surprisingly light

There’s some treacle in the palate at the second pass.

Not that roobard and custard

Wrong spelling.

This was also woody, but I’ve found with bourbons that you’re always chewing on some kind of wood – stop giggling at the back there! – but it varies with each bourbon.

For me, the Van Winkle’s was like balsa wood ice cream wafers – definitely a touch lighter than the more tannic Noah’s Mill.

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