Let’s start Anthropith’s Whisky Week with one of the three expensive bottles I bought.
The last 28 year old I had started out well, but was ultimately disappointing. One of the keys to a great bottle is duration. Is the end of the bottle just as satisfying as the first taste?
That’s not a question I can answer yet, not having finished the bottle.
But, how was it to start? Was it worth the hard-to-justify-in-advance sum of money I gambled on it? Well, the description coming up is pretentious, so I think that’s a yes.
It was ripe, with just a shadow of smoke in the smell, almost something softly citrus, even though I can’t imagine an orange grove anywhere near a scottish distillery. The light smokey aroma came through in the flavour too. Nothing citrus-y though. It was sweeter than that.
Although I’m a long way from the bottom of the bottle – and I’ll take my time drinking it, courtesy of its price – this was a very drinkable bottle. I’m told there were only 3,816 bottles drawn from the oak casks. I rather hope there’s a few left.
- Monday: Singleton – 28 year old
- Tuesday: Lagavulin – 12 year old
- Wednesday: Bunnahabhain – 25 year old
- Thursday: Highland Park
- Friday: Lagavulin – 37 Year Old