I don't always trust reviews on this site when they come one after another, when someone notes that they've been doing a blind tasting and they're commenting on whisky 5 out of 6, when the reviewer is getting inebriated and everything likely tastes good, when the profiles are changing and the contrast might not hold up stacked one against the other though the whisky might be fine on its own. So, feel free to disregard this. I'm violating my own rules. This is my third review in as many hours, and I'm tasting to close out my open bottles, to comment on all of them before stepping away from commenting for a bit. (I contradict myself; I'd like to imagine I contain multitudes, but likely that can just be interpreted as, I'm like everybody else, a raving hypocrite). I opened this one on a lark at the end of an evening last Sunday. I wanted something different from the Irish whiskies my friend and I were tasting, something different but strong, something that would hold up. And this was striking in the midst of all the stone fruity honeyed cereal based Irish whiskies. I had expectations here, as I love Glenmorangie. I love the 10 Year, I love the La Santa. I'm not going to argue either of those are the be-all-end-all of scotches, nor that they'll change your life, but what I will say is that they're delightful little daily drams that you can go to over and over that won't disappoint, and I've had the Quinta Ruban when it was also 12 year, but I've never tasted it since they bumped it to 14 and it earned a top 20 Whisky Advocate nod. But aside from the Whisky Advocate rating, Whisky Jug gave it 4.5, and it was on sale, so I picked it up. And what did I get? Oh, my lord, it's raspberry and creme brulee on the nose, with a little low brow bit of skittles candy, oh taste the rainbow of fruit flavors. The palate brings the port, red wine and chocolate to a head with a fine long malty finish that makes you bless the added two years. I'm probably rushing at this point and not savoring enough. I think there's ginger and pepper in every finish these days but let's go with that. Certainly isn't a bad way to end a tasting, to end a taste, to end a spirit. I'm getting a little drunk now, as I've said, this is my third tasting of the night and I had a little red wine with dinner as well. Oh, and is that 7Up and grenadine too? I think it is, as I'm finishing the last swallow and heading to the kitchen to rinse my glass. So now it's time to step back, take a break, do what I do when I've had my fill and exercise, get those healthy greens, take in a good night's sleep, but this is more than worth the price of admission. This is a buy again when it's on sale, this is a pick up whenever I have the loose change. This is a damn fine whisky to end your evening on. God bless you, Glenmorangie.