Glendalough Pot Still

Been a while since I've put together a rating - such is life sometimes, but I've had a handful of new tastes, and its time to get back at it. This has a truly unique nose - if you brought this to me blind, I wouldn't be able to identify it as an Irish, but at the same time wouldn't tag it as Scotch, Bourbon, Japanese, or any other style - its out on the proverbial island. Somewhat floral, slightly resinous...mild sweetness, moderate spice, and quite complex. I think its safe to say I enjoy the nose, but it feels somewhat youthful. The flavor is similarly unique - wood-forward, and lacking the sweetness of, well, basically any other pot still Irish I've consumed (which admittedly isn't extensive). An easy sip, but not one you consume quickly. This is an intriguing bottle to have on the shelf - I'm happy to have it, but it will admittedly be an 'every so often when I'm looking for something unique' type pour

Really digging this. Quite different from the buttery melon-y flavors I’m used to tasting in a pot still Irish. Nose: There is initially something that smells off with this dram. Maybe because I was expecting something a little more rounded and subtle like other pot stills. What greets you though is this sharp zesty, lemon, citrus note that sits atop the sweet buttery bread like notes. It’s floral, herbal-like, and piney, which I think comes from the last year sitting in the Irish oak. It’s different than something that sits only in American oak. It might turn some people off but I love something new and different. Palate: The taste for me is pretty damn up there. It’s not super oily which is a bummer . But like I said, I really like something that is different and throws me for a loop. The herbal, piney, almost tea like flavors get you up front. The citrus doesn’t come through on the palate, but the honey biscuit, buttery notes I love about pot stills shines through on the mids. The finish is moderately wood spiced but there isn’t a ton there if you take a single sip. If you take a few, it builds up. This reminds of those days where I’d walk along with my parents as a kid picking out a live Christmas tree. I remember touching every tree I could get my hands on and many times when leaving, I’d get pine residue on my fingers. I hated it because it was always a ***** to wash off but it always left this pine sap smell that this dram reminds me of.