I do not wish to deceive anyone: I am not a fan the regular gigantic-small-batch vanilla-explosion that is Woodford Reserve, so if you are indeed a fan, this may be the bourbon for you! Alas, where I think the original has an excessive burst orangey-vanilla, this one is as equally--if not more--enthusiastic about its wood. But, my friend, this is not a good wood--it seems as though they used oak which, in another life, served as a pallet carried on an open bed trailer used primarily for manure distribution. I would gladly suffer my way through a glass of the younger cousin of this monstrosity than face it once again. In addition, I'd be remised if I failed to mention how exceedingly disturbing it is that this scored the same as the fall '14 release of George T. Stagg. I'm going to have nightmares about this for awhile.