Fettercairn 11yo 2008/2019 (50%, Hunter Laing The Old Malt Cask 50°, Refill Butt, C#16646, 606b): nose: it is an entertaining nose, as only Fettercairn can make them; a mix of pickled onions, some porridge and vinegar poured onto otherwise-sweet grist. There may be a notch of cardboard, but it is a boldly cereal-y onslaught. Further on, we have a drop of yellow-fruit eau-de-vie (Quetsch, I would say) and a sweetened hay broth. Next, pencil and crayon shavings, gently waxy and dusty. That waxy note properly takes off, yet it is neither beeswax, nor furniture polish -- no, it is closer to makeup and sparkly wax. However, the same porridge soon comes back. The second nose has model paint (more Revell than Tamiya) and a dash of paint thinner in which paint brushes are soaking. Much later on, it has a distant whiff of dried herbs, crushed in a stone mortar (by a stone pestle, it goes without saying). Mouth: sharp and narrow, it shoots laser beams of hay and grist, dishes out porridge and colour-pencil lead. It does not taste of vinegar; that aspect is reduced to a sharpness reminiscent of pickled onions. Model paint comes back from the second sip onwards, supported by roasted-chicory granules (Ricoré) and Vanidene. I find it astonishingly granulated, all of a sudden, and I can obviously not explain why: it is liquid, of course, not grit! All the same, that impression persists. Finish: milkier than one could imagine, the finish sees roasted chicory again, chocolate milk and mocha flan. It feels silky and custard-y, leaves the palate coated with a thin, sweet layer that shouts warm oat "milk", drunk from a metallic mug. Indeed, the roof of the mouth picks up tiny notes of metal, now. A spoon used to stir coffee (or Ricoré). Original. In the long run, all that becomes more and more chocolate-y, which is always a bonus. This one really benefits from breathing. 7/10 (Thanks for the sample, SL)
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