Tastes

Distiller: This has an age statement, it's just on the back. Batches: (#1:134.2), (#2:137.0), (#3:133.2), (#4:132.4), (#5:134.8), (#6:140.2), (#7:128.0), (#8:139.8), (#9:135.6), (#10:138.8), (#11:139.4), (#12:136.0)

There must be some sort of mistake about the score on this one. Between the price and the taste there's simply no logical reason it should be so high. The older age-stated sourced bourbons/ryes whose coattails' this one is hitched to? Sure, maybe. But certainly not what is in this bottle. p.s. this tastes like wet cardboard.

N: Youthful sweet vanilla, not a lot of alcohol unless you jam your nose into the snifter, even then it is a clear rubbing alcohol, not the rough and tumble kind that will magnanimously abscond with your nose hairs (yes you, ECBP #6). P: Green banana, the kind that supposedly holds more potassium, but requires you to grit your teeth and power through. F: Alcohol aggressively assaults your tongue and pleads to end things quickly. I think there's some sort of raw foliage in there, but I quickly threw some blue cheese down my throat in the name of mercy. This is weird. It's certainly not very strong, but has an airy flavorless alcohol taste combined with grass-infused water. It certainly takes after the standard & 46 in that it is exceptionally boring but desperately wants to do something with its life.