27/10/2021 Glenturret

Glenturret 35yo 1977/2012 (46.2%, The Nectar of the Daily Drams): nose: a lovely stream of quinces, Conference pears and Golden apples, before it all melts into apricots, peaches, satsumas and fragrant nectarines. A waxy profile confidently emerges, more apricot skins than candles, though it has a whiff of ash or soot nonetheless. The longer it sits in the glass, the juicier it becomes, and it feels almost sparkly, with pomelade (pomelo lemonade, obviously), carbonated pressed greengages, and a drop of grape juice too. The fruits turn more and more tropical, guava and papaya, but also chunks of persimmon. Then, wood arises, subtle, if assertive; picture all those fruits on a wooden cutting board. Lastly, a distant toothpaste freshness settles in the nose. The second nose pushes that freshness towards a fragrant floweriness -- passiflora shampoo, jojoba, lemon mint. Mouth: bitter attack that comes with a massive -- if fleeting -- soapiness. It feels like drinking shampoo, for a second. Then, the fruits appear, and the initial, bitter impression turns into the acidic bite of pomelo, its skin providing enough bitterness to ascertain it is still the same dram that passed the lips a second before. Bergamot foliage, pink grapefruit, Chinese gooseberry... It is a symphony, now, carried by a creamy texture. It seems sweeter with each sip and comes close to a doughnut glazing -- one with lime, macha tea, rosemary and lots of sugar. Dried pomelo peels rock up, likely the drying factor. It never fully shakes off that soapy, shampoo-y touch, yet it is far from detrimental, according to this taster. Finish: creamy, fruity yoghurt, teeming with pomelo, peach, conference pear, quince compote and even mango. The finish has plenty of doughnut goodness too, sweet and fluffy (as usual, not talking about sickly-sweet Krispy Krap, but proper doughnuts), and citrus-y (pomelo, of course, tame lime, calamansi, satsuma). A herbal freshness subsists, perhaps more rosemary than mint, at this point, as does that overwhelming creaminess  that is akin to peach, nectarine or persimmon flesh. The acidity of lime goes on and on and on, though instead of drying the mouth, it keeps it salivating. Ace. What a beautiful drop! 9/10 (Thanks for the dram, JS)