N: Clean, bit of very distant rye bread.
P: Shockingly smooth, very sweet, huge depth of rye bread broken open on a winter afternoon and eaten outside. Really rich and creamy mouthfeel. Just no bite, at all. Like drinking silk.
F: Fades rapidly into a pleasantly sweet gentle linger.
I'm not much of a vodka person, mostly due to the American mantra of "flavorless, colorless, odorless." Here, then, is Poland's response to the rest of the West. A single estate rye vodka that has depth, character, and nuance. Absolutely stunning. I'll leave some headroom in case I ever stumble across a better vodka, but I doubt it.
4.75 (read that as 5)