Single Malt Scotch Whiskey, 12 year
It is a beautiful gold that, from some angles, looks as though it wishes it could be red. It swirls slowly and there is a viscous cling in the glass.
The first sniff is like nectar, a light sweetness with a lingering woodiness. It is smooth, mild, and warm like mountain sunshine on dry pine needles.
The second sniff has a richer, heavier scent of the light sweetness with a dark, slightly bitter smoke. There are many other tastes and smells here that I cannot identify, but the summer woodland imagery persists in my mind's eye. I catch a hint of berry, or some kind of fruit.
The last sniff is sharp and tart, and the alcohol vapors are thick. I want to say there is a hint of apple somewhere in there.
The first sip is sweet, and the alcohol makes it sharp on my tongue. As I roll it around on my tongue, saliva dilutes the liquor and smooths the edge off the alcoholic burn. I'm still not sure what the fruit is, but as I breathe in, still rolling the Scotch around, I can taste the smokiness. I wasn't sure what it was before, but I was reminded of camping, and the taste of sap-heavy wood smoke crawled from my memory. The aftertaste wafts bitter ashes and sunlit honey suckles.
This glass is going to take a while to finish, and the bottle is going to be a close friend by the time it is empty. Hopefully, I will have discerned the secrets and subtleties long before that time. These are my first impressions as I begin my first attempts at sharpening my palate, and appreciating fine liquor.
1 comment:
Very nice. I envy your ability to just pull images out of nowhere. When I try this kind of thing, it comes out contrived, but you always sound so natural.
I've storyboarded out through the very end of the webcomic, in one outline or another. Thanks for commenting.
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