Ragtime Rye 3yo b.2019 (57.9%, New York Distilling Co. Privately Selected bottled for British Bourbon Society, 1st Fill Bourbon Barrel, C#445): we do not have rye very often. The heat today seems to justify it. Nose: oh! What is happening, here? At first, it is red jello and punch (indistinct taste, but it smells chemical), then a powerful kick of neutral alcohol and ginger. The second sniff adds foot-bath waste water to the mix, pig sweat (do pigs even sweat?), buttermilk, oilskins and plastic buckets full of "chemical fruits" (apricot flavouring would be my guess). Five minutes in, it becomes tolerable at last: the plastic-y/chemical side slows down a bit, allowing a minty resin to emerge alongside waxy fruit peel. Water exacerbates the oilskin character above all else. Mouth: the attack is strong and merciless, with lots of fresh ginger, cedar-wood splinters, hot resin and a faint fruitiness (apricot again, mirabelle plum). The sides of the tongue still detect oilskins and plastic, but they are tame, at this stage, and resemble waxy fruit skins more than chemicals, although those do poke their heads round the back, in an artificial-flavouring or Irn-Bru kind of way. With water, the heat goes down a notch, and the mouthfeel goes thinner and dryer. The profile settles for woody, with mint and resin, and does away with the chemicals. Woo. Finish: massively powerful, but decently integrated. It is all about those resinous notes, in the finish, with hot pine sap, minty resin, cured ginger and decaying mirabelle plum. Not much plastic to be found here, I am pleased to report, and even the Irn Bru could be mistaken for waxy bergamot peels. It leaves the tongue a bit numb and it makes me hot. That is not what I was going for, really... Water gives it an unexpectedly herbal twist of geranium and tomato stems. Enough for today. I am exhausted. 7/10 (Thanks for the sample, MN)
13 July 2020
12/07/2020 One dram on a lazy Sunday
The heat is back. :-(
Ragtime Rye 3yo b.2019 (57.9%, New York Distilling Co. Privately Selected bottled for British Bourbon Society, 1st Fill Bourbon Barrel, C#445): we do not have rye very often. The heat today seems to justify it. Nose: oh! What is happening, here? At first, it is red jello and punch (indistinct taste, but it smells chemical), then a powerful kick of neutral alcohol and ginger. The second sniff adds foot-bath waste water to the mix, pig sweat (do pigs even sweat?), buttermilk, oilskins and plastic buckets full of "chemical fruits" (apricot flavouring would be my guess). Five minutes in, it becomes tolerable at last: the plastic-y/chemical side slows down a bit, allowing a minty resin to emerge alongside waxy fruit peel. Water exacerbates the oilskin character above all else. Mouth: the attack is strong and merciless, with lots of fresh ginger, cedar-wood splinters, hot resin and a faint fruitiness (apricot again, mirabelle plum). The sides of the tongue still detect oilskins and plastic, but they are tame, at this stage, and resemble waxy fruit skins more than chemicals, although those do poke their heads round the back, in an artificial-flavouring or Irn-Bru kind of way. With water, the heat goes down a notch, and the mouthfeel goes thinner and dryer. The profile settles for woody, with mint and resin, and does away with the chemicals. Woo. Finish: massively powerful, but decently integrated. It is all about those resinous notes, in the finish, with hot pine sap, minty resin, cured ginger and decaying mirabelle plum. Not much plastic to be found here, I am pleased to report, and even the Irn Bru could be mistaken for waxy bergamot peels. It leaves the tongue a bit numb and it makes me hot. That is not what I was going for, really... Water gives it an unexpectedly herbal twist of geranium and tomato stems. Enough for today. I am exhausted. 7/10 (Thanks for the sample, MN)
Ragtime Rye 3yo b.2019 (57.9%, New York Distilling Co. Privately Selected bottled for British Bourbon Society, 1st Fill Bourbon Barrel, C#445): we do not have rye very often. The heat today seems to justify it. Nose: oh! What is happening, here? At first, it is red jello and punch (indistinct taste, but it smells chemical), then a powerful kick of neutral alcohol and ginger. The second sniff adds foot-bath waste water to the mix, pig sweat (do pigs even sweat?), buttermilk, oilskins and plastic buckets full of "chemical fruits" (apricot flavouring would be my guess). Five minutes in, it becomes tolerable at last: the plastic-y/chemical side slows down a bit, allowing a minty resin to emerge alongside waxy fruit peel. Water exacerbates the oilskin character above all else. Mouth: the attack is strong and merciless, with lots of fresh ginger, cedar-wood splinters, hot resin and a faint fruitiness (apricot again, mirabelle plum). The sides of the tongue still detect oilskins and plastic, but they are tame, at this stage, and resemble waxy fruit skins more than chemicals, although those do poke their heads round the back, in an artificial-flavouring or Irn-Bru kind of way. With water, the heat goes down a notch, and the mouthfeel goes thinner and dryer. The profile settles for woody, with mint and resin, and does away with the chemicals. Woo. Finish: massively powerful, but decently integrated. It is all about those resinous notes, in the finish, with hot pine sap, minty resin, cured ginger and decaying mirabelle plum. Not much plastic to be found here, I am pleased to report, and even the Irn Bru could be mistaken for waxy bergamot peels. It leaves the tongue a bit numb and it makes me hot. That is not what I was going for, really... Water gives it an unexpectedly herbal twist of geranium and tomato stems. Enough for today. I am exhausted. 7/10 (Thanks for the sample, MN)
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