Tastes

Sherry bomb. Tons of caramel and malt...its no black barrel but black barrel is this, only better. i only compare with jameson as its the most widely known of the irish whisks. I'm no Jameson fanboy but Bushmills on a whole seem to be sinking into the quagmire of complacency and its offerings have gone more muddy and bland over the years, at least when regarding its lower shelf offerings. This is the better of the lineup but I doubt you'll remember too much of the somewhat generic experience unless you drink the whole bottle and wander the freeway nude armed with only a curtain rod. You'd remember that. I know I do.

Lackluster and spirit-defeating. I taste only leather and dry smoke. No sherry. Kinda thin. Disappointing. I flew into this with techno viking energy but now i feel like my bike tire is flat and all my friends are riding off without me.

Like Aberfeldy 12 this is a long standing resident of Pleasantville. Its much less refined obviously and I dont know why it even says 12 year on the bottle because we all know this is a mutt produced by a wild gangbang of dozens of whiskeys. Its decent. Its got some of the honey rich niceties of Aberfeldy but theres an unrefined roughness to it that I can only describe as Grandpa-ish. Not really cool-IDGAF grandpa, but more like the grandpa that has a mountain of the same beer can piled up in the garage and around the furnace where he tosses them crumpled upon completion and demands another. That guy. That guy is Dewars 12.

Sip after sip , I here sit, trying to find the words to describe this lil gem and all I keep coming back to is the phrase "delightfully pleasant". Its so true though. It doesnt have the bells and whistles. It doesnt have a long lasting finish. It doesnt have a sharp unique identity. But its damn good. Melty rather than muddy. Warm rather than long. Beautiful little label and bottle, classy and distinguished. Its the perfect crowd pleaser in a room full of party people with whom you've never drunk whiskey. Its like the elderly smiling neighbor who speaks in a southern drawl and lives in a little home in the forest surrounded by an apple orchard and uses the apples in the orchard to make apple pies and always gives you the apple pies. Who can hate on that next level pleasantry?

With the best named Irish whiskey in the world what can I possible add? The jokes wrote themselves and also inspires an uneasy ravenous desire drawn up from my caveman roots probably and I’d rather not discuss that but yeah it’s pleasant and easy to drink and I can’t continue on like this, just buy it and try it. It’s inexpensive and better than black bu- umm label.

After the Tabasco fiasco this is my least favorite Dickel. I don’t even think they distill it anyway, probably just filter and bottle an MGP product like most American ryes. The difference here is the value is insane. Fancy blends like whistle pig and other sneaky gimmicks like Bulleit or whomever would charge two or three times what Ol Georgey here does. Although that’s kind of what you’re forced into when you have the most unsexy brand name in whiskey. That’s not a complaint. I’m glad for it for two reasons. One: I value value. Two: I love making jokes like “Rosie McDonnell Seems like the type of gal what wears underwear’s with Dickels in ‘em.” In my mind just now I mic’ dropped and with a smug grin spun with a flourish and swaggered off into the night with sweet Lincoln-l Cpunty processed whiskey glistening in my mustache.

On the one hand, I cant see how it is right to be a profiteer from capitalizing on the recent well-deserved flood of nationalism. While It’s great to make revenue from your work, and lots of it, You just need some humility to recognize you are part of something bigger, and you wouldn’t have this revenue without others taking actual risks. On the other hand, it would be an embarrassment to fail because you foolishly starved yourself of resources. That would be an insult to the memory of those who sacrificed everything. There is no embarrassment to being paid well for your work. It is an ethical mandate to reward those who toil for your benefit. That being said I know nothing about the makers, bottlers, labelers, founders, or distillers of this obviously young whiskey so I cant and wont pass judgement on the people capitalizing on patriotism. If Belgian\Brazilian owned Inbev can slap "America" on the cans of their product for a buck then hey so can these mystery dudes. At least the mystery dudes know how its properly pronounced. Its not bad, its just young and inexpensive like the best prostitutes. At least with this you can actually find it to purchase. And that, folks, is how to move from highbrow self-righteous elitism into the slimey pit of morally depraved behavioral filth. So basically, this review tells the story of "Merica much better than this whiskey ever could.

It’s ridiculous that I bought this for $8. I’m offended. I don’t know why or how or at whom but F@# this gay Earth if $8 gets me this. If ever you find yourself engaged in an argument about chill filtering vs non, it turns out $8 will settle the debate for once and for all. Buy this for that reason. Keep it. Cherish it. And enjoy the wink and the nod from Jim Beam and the rest of this industry engaged in the routine punking out of its own fan base. That’s so America. You thought you had us fooled didn’t you? Haha F&@! you Jim Beam for this amazing $8 bottle and I mean that in the best way possible.