Someone suggested that this whiskey was misnamed, that it was too calm to be called Storm. I'm not so sure about that. I've been tasting and testing Storm for a couple of months now, and I find these seas to be choppy indeed. I can't figure it out; one time I will absolutely love it, and the next time I'll find it not so enjoyable. Its becoming my go-to pour when I'm in the mood for complexity and unpredictability. Right now I have a Storm-filled Glencairne an arm's length away. The iodine peat is reaching my nose at gale force, gradually calming to a smokey brine as it sits awhile in the glass. This smokey brine continues on my palate, with tartness and spice, mellowing to a pleasant tingling. This one needs water! A drop or two will ease the nose and allow some sweet cream and vanilla notes to get past the peat. The spiciness mellows and the lingering smokey brine carries a certain sweetness. The empty glass is leather and citrus. I think Storm dares you to like it!