Fumes fill mouth clearing the way for the pit -o- pepper boiling in the center of tongue and through the nose.
The fumes of pepper are strong, but not too strong to hide everything about the whiskey.
The Old Overholt is rough like an old human’s skin. Form tongue to throat to stomach the rough body […]
Smells of something, but too faint to define. A hint of rubbing alcohol with oak? The taste too refined to taste. Smells of rye. But really has no smell.
The consistency is thick, but the taste’s body is skinny and flows to the edges of the tongue sparking a splash of flavor that builds at the […]
Another evaporating whiskey. Swish it around in the mouth and it presses the flavor into the taste buds to feel the spice and the grain. There is something else I can feel, but can’t see. A taste of candy.
Pendleton neat after two other whisheys has no great taste to set it apart.
The taste […]
Wild Turkey Rye On The Rocks still flows up the nose after swallow clearing out any snot or mucus, warming any body, numbing any mind.
Wild Turkey Rye On The Rocks is a little watered down. The Rocks a bad idea for it takes a taste of beauty and dilutes it to a taste. The […]
Smells fresh from the barrel. Color golden red. Single barrel bliss. Sweet Eagle Rare (N.C. Dewey Picked From Warehouse K) flows into mouth and explodes like a popped cork off an aging single barrel repressed for year waiting, waiting, aging to be released in a burst of sweet oak fumes at sweet age of 17.
Eagle […]
Foghorn = Jack Daniel’s, Kahlua, milk.
Smoghorn = Jack Daniel’s, Kahlua.
One too many Smoghorns…