Tastes

N: welcomed by familiar Islay peat and sweetness of dried fruit, but there is the unfamiliar fragrance of a wood fire. Reminds me of winters in Colorado putting aspen blocks in the firepace. P: takes the usual peaty Lagavulin ride but crashes upbruptly into the cayenne-hot fire (the smoke, but much more, actually the fire itself), simmers down for the dried apricots and figs F: cools down with smoking cigars by the lake, seaweed and toasted smores. A fine dram that Ron Swanson should be proud of

Spiced pears leading way to a sea salt wave that holds its own. Delightful entry-level dram to be shared on a quiet evening with friends.

Full-bodied, crescendos to palpable spice and dried fruits and never lets up. Divine.

N: smoke, oak, briny sweetness P: hot, medicinal cinnamon, rises and doesn’t fall

N: sweetness infused with brown sugar and cinnamon, hints of roasted chestnut P: spicy with iodine and oiliness; sharp crescendo of spice then smooth minty finish

N: very spicy & sweet; getting cinnamon, brown sugar, mandarin orange zest P: Hot dram; chewing on orange zest candy with spicy cinnamon and toffee F: ethanol, medicine, fireball finish

N: the smoky peat of Lagavulin, yet layered with mint, orange peels, seaweed, and dark dried fruit notes P: spicy, opens up to fresh floral notes; hits you with sweet & smoky fruits, oily mouth feel F: vanilla and mint with butterscotch