This appeals to me.
Maker’s Mark resumes bottling at full proof.
They weren’t fooling anyone with their New Coke tom foolery.
(Looks like I picked the wrong week to quit drinking.)
Jura 10 Year Old Single Malt Scotch Whisky
COLOR: And so it was that later as the miller told his tale that her face, at first just ghostly, turned a lighter shade of amber. Very earthy and golden, it looks like it will taste like a peat bog. For some reason I keep wanting to say that it has a green tinge when clearly it doesn’t. Perhaps because it is Christmas and I am tired. A ray of golden sunshine like the kind you see when the snow clouds break at 4:30 PM on or around the winter solstice.
NOSE: Not peaty at all. More produce than peat: apples, pears. Spice and clementine oranges.
BODY: Very complex and strangely unrelated to the nose. Leather and malt. Crisp. It filled every corner of my mouth and then moments later lighted the back of my tongue on fire. A pleasant fire, though, and extinguished as quickly as it was ignited. Scatterlings and sparks of sensation then rose through my upper palate and into my brain. Awakened my nostrils without the burn. I wanted to feel this one in my toes and fingers but it was all head.
FINISH: Short, crisp, to the point. Under a minute. Some minutes are worth more than others. This is one of those minutes. I highly recommend you have one of the minutes like the one I just had as the last sip of my first dram of Jura exited my consciousness. I’m off to pour another.
"For all this ‘let’s be mature, I just drink it for the taste not the effect, honest, two units a day only’ stuff…it is, basically, a legal, exclusive, relatively expensive but very pleasant way of getting out of your head."
— Iain Banks, Raw Spirit: In Search Of The Perfect Dram
(Source: conelradstation)
Maker’s Mark, Boston
Got this little bourbon sweater for Christmas. Haven’t tried it out until now. It’s Friday…drink up, Shriners.
"In any event, we need to relax now and again, and a lot of us need to get out of our heads, with a little chemical help. If we’re sensible, we’ll accept this. Look at drink for goodness’ sake! You get effects generally including but not limited to: dizziness, euphoria, double vision, a hilarious inability to stand, all-consuming, tearful love for the drunken bastard or bastards you’re getting drunk with, and pink elephants!"
— Iain Banks, Raw Spirit: In Search of The Perfect Dram
If the whiskey’s score for richness is plotted along the horizontal of a graph, and its smokiness is plotted on the vertical, then calculating the total area of the whiskey yields the measure of its greatness.
Happy Ballantine’s Day!
