Tastes

This stuff is my jam. I think some people hear “Irish Whiskey” and the think Jameson. Maybe that’s a good thing, because I like being able to find this and some peckerhead store owner hasn’t marked it up like a $500 bourbon. This smells like grandma’s Christmas cake. Sweet citrus, nuts, fruitcake, spice. The palate is a calm warm nap with some puppies and Reba McEntire. Sweet fruit, honey, vanilla. The finish is just as good, but more like a Tanya Tucker and puppies. Sweet like ya need it, but just a hint of spice to let you know that the evening could go straight white trash in a hurry.

Sweet on the nose. Vanilla and some caramel in there. Palate is sweet as well with a little bit of sharpness. But in a good way if that makes any sense. Finish is still sweet a wee bit’o heat.

I love this sweet peat smokey goodness. This’ll put hair on your chest. Tastes like what I imagine a Viking would drink. Cold water coastline, sweet dates, some medicinal notes, seaweed without the salt? No burn whatsoever, but plenty of peaty smoke. Great dram.

Incredibly smooth for a under $20, 100 proof bourbon. Sweet on the nose. Zucchini bread maybe? M&Ms Flavor has some candied pecans, fresh cut cedar, maybe a little pound cake. Finish is short and easy. (Insert mother joke here)

Incredibly smooth. Sugar cookies, Rolo chocolates, Christmas shortbread, Tom Selleck’s mustache.

You’re going to go into this thinking, what have I done?” This is going to taste like a gym teacher’s taint. But no, this elixir was low key distilled by Heaven Hill and is a secret treat for the troops. Nose: sweet caramel, vanilla, and leather. Taste: Your mother’s sweet booty music, Joe Biden’s leg hairs in the pool, Audie Murphy’s bayonet, a Bald Eagle awkwardly erect penis, Fort Bennning scrambled eggs, a smack in the face to Sadam and Hillary, and a big ole dick up AOC’s fine ass.

Candy corn moneyshot! Embrace your inner hoodrat and taste the cornfather’s sweet love. Sweet corn, country club golf course grass, flea market kettle corn, child support, Aunt Reba’s corn puddin casserole, Wynona Judd’s bicycle seat. The perfect whiskey does exist, and it’s a $15 bottle of CornPorn.

Initial sips have some sweet heat. A couple drops of water unlock some vanillas and caramel corn.

Caramel covered biscuits. So good