This one has been hailed as a supreme delight by authority and amateur alike and my opinion is the same. This is one of the first great single malts I was introduced to and it remains among my very favorite.
A somewhat light, rosy amber in color, the nose on this refined libation keeps shifting from wet to dry, from something like a peat-soaked chardonnay to smoke from a distant campfire; from warm wildflower honey to chocolate Necco wafers; from moist tobacco to pure dark powdery cocoa; from distant melon to a light heather breeze.
The palate confirms many of these things, especially the layers of shifting, delicate layers of peaty smoke, the not-too-sweet honey and a bit of brine and spice, flowing over the tongue like ambrosial cream to a long, warm, peppery, honeyed, smooth, smooth – with just a bite – finish.
As long as I have a job, I’ll have a bottle of this in my cabinet.