I never understood the concept of "weak-in-the-knees" until I tried this scotch. It makes me drop to the floor. This malt tastes better off my fingers than most malts taste in a glass. The nose is like a sticking my face in a flower and candy shop. I've actually balked at drinking this with the malt nearly to my lips because I wanted to continue nosing. A taste, however, is like ascending toward a sherried heaven. I have daydreams about this scotch. Drinking this scotch is my new goal in life.
N: Sherry, floor polish, potpourri, very pungent, I can smell it from 12" away!!! P: That's just a wonderful thing. These old sherried Glen Grants are often too sweet and syrupy, but this one is perfectly balanced with the dryer floral notes. F: Endless and lip-smacking good!!!!!!
A sherry monster to be sure, but very well balanced -- good, not-too-sweet sherry. The whole experience is one of deep, rich, dried fruit flavors, oak aspects, and a concentrated-beer-flavor that I really love. Delicious.
After several re-tastes at much later dates, I've decided that this epitomizes a "purple" whisky. And dear God, the nose is amazingly pungent on it's own, and given the age it's rather astonishing. A
Re-retaste: N - super purple, grape candies, grape medicine, grapey grapes. then cherries, berries of all sorts. really a delightful nose. P - cask-strength fruitcake, raisins, something like madeira for a moment, this is all over the place. abv intrudes somewhat. water tames the flames but replaces the moderate sweetness with a little too much tannins/bitter. F - ooh, berries really emerge here and a sweet tang comes after a moment. Overall the best nose ever, but the heat intrudes and takes over too much -- and taming it with water hurts the whisky -- and I just don't find myself loving it enough for a pure A. But I do love it almost enough. A-