Ever visited a place twice, the first time being at least a decade before? Hating it the first time, but loving it the second time around? For me, that was Mumbai. My first visit was a nightmare. It was overcrowded, the air was putrid, the skies grey, and streets filled with homelessness. About a decade later, I visited again. This time, I found how things were balanced, and in that balance, you simply had to look to find the beauty. The air wasn’t putrid. It was instead aromas of spices and street food—-golgappa stands, roasted corn stalls, and open markets selling cumin and turmeric. The streets had homelessness, but towering above the shanty towns were multi-billion dollar homes built of marble and stone. Yes, the skies were grey, but the monsoons bought this lush petrichor. That’s my experience with Penderyn. I last had a Penderyn maybe 9-10 years ago. At the time, I wasn’t impressed. One bad experience, and I had written them off. It was just too bland, bread-y, and light. But this one, this is something totally different. Gone is the boring bread-y taste. Now, I’m getting guavas galore. If you don’t like guavas, stay away from this. But if you’re a fan...this is knee deep in freshly cut guavas. Long finish...more fruits, this time Asian pears. Just really well made. Huge thanks to @pkingmartin for sharing a generous sample.