Glen Moray-Glenlivet 24yo 1992/2017 (50.9%, Cadenhead Small Batch, 3xBourbon Hogsheads, 684b): this seems to have become a belated best-seller at Cadenhead's London shop. Nose: it is shy, with hay bales, at first, strangely enough. It soon opens up with squashed strawberries, rosewood, heather buds, unripe berries (elderberries, blackcurrants). The whole is ethereal and perfume-y -- fragrant, without being intrusive. In one word: elegant. The back nose reminds me of Terre d'Hermès. Weird. That would mean a pinch of ash, a fistful of earth and men deodorant. It works. Mouth: lively palate, it has a bite. Green chilli, thorny brambles, hazel, pistachio shells, but also strawberries, squashed on a slice of toasted bread... with salt. A lot of salt, in fact. I cannot remember finding so much salt in a dram before. Finish: similar touches, here; hazel, squashed strawberries on toast, salt and ash. It ends with a salty-bitter note that lingers on for a long time. Good dram. 8/10 (Thanks for the sample, SW)
Glen Mhor 1982/2017 (50.8%, Cask Sample for Cadenhead's 175th Anniversary Dinner, C#1352): if you read this blog regularly, you will remember this Glen Mhor-ay is the sample from the dinner that closed the Campbeltown festival, in May. Nose: sugar and coal, yellow flowers and crayons, wax and metal polish. It grows in intensity and becomes rather powerful a nose, if not quite stripping. Pencil eraser, ether, and even freshly-cut hazelwood. Milk coffee shows up, in the end, mocha, as well as dried pomelo and lime peels. The nose keeps oscillating between austere, old-school Highlander and robust, but fruity Speysider. Mouth: sharp and hot like a lit candle, it has the hot wax of the candle too, brambles, hot honey, disinfectant and boiled sweets (purple ones). Keep it in the mouth for a few minutes and the boiled sweets become bolder. Bold sweets, innit. Citrus peels end up appearing here too, and it is a small wonder to have the softness of warm custard and the acidity of lime under one house. Finish: long, warming, with wax and a memory of soot in another room. The more one sips it, the more soot comes out -- certainly enough to fill a bucket, after all. The finish has remnants of the boiled sweets, and, half a dram and thirty minutes in, it is citrus that shines brighter and brighter. Marvellous dram! Glad I saved some to savour later, as it is much better today, with time, attention, and cooler weather. 9/10
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