Wild west whiskey... oh yeah! Blazing sun, blazing guns, outlaws, and horse-trail camp-fire grub. These Del Bac guys have without a doubt captured part of Arizona in these here bottles of Dorado. The aromas of mesquite smoked meat and savory molasses baked beans jump out of the glass at you. Just like walking into the eatin’ joint up at Tortilla Flats after searching for the Lost Dutchman mine all day, or something like that. Also a hint of a hint of mint;) Quite nice. A bourbon-esque palate, but without the dill note I get in a lot of bourbons...but not bourbon, after all it is a single malt. I suspect the juice is laid down in charred virgin oak barrels by the profile of its rich taste and its deep red-brown-copper color. A sweet arrival of brown sugar and charred marshmallow with tobacco and dark chocolate and saddle leather balancing it out. Dorado leaves you with whispers of ashy smoke, like a dying campfire late in the desert evening. Well, many thanks to the fellas down in Tuscan at Hamilton Distillers. Mighty fine job there partner, a mighty fine job indeed.