Oh, Islay (prounounced, Eye'Luh)... Generally Islay malts being an extremely peaty experience, last night's final round 1 function at JR's abode was a very pleasant one. While I preferred a new scotch, Bowmore 18, over one of my favorites, Lagavulin 16 (95 in MJ's bible), the latter won the Top Scotch honor for the evening. It appears the group is coming around to enjoy more peaty malts. I love to see that our tastes are collectively evolving and our analysis much more debated and intellectual. An interesting aside is that the Dalmore 21 was a disappointment in my eyes (and merely a lighter scotch in the others'). Lesson of the day is that age isn't dispositive, and moreso that region does matter to flavor, aroma and experience.
I didn't hear no bell. Round two gents.
Saturday, July 25, 2009
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