The signature note of the distillery is immediately present on the nose. It’s like being in the Lagavulin still house and being so taken with that note that you don’t notice that you’re standing next to a supermodel (this could very well happen to me one day). There’s also a distinct note of Brazilian sugar cane fermenting on the stalk, just before it is to be used as wax for a Brazilian by an Argentinian. There’s also a peat lightning bolt in there, as if from a running Van de Graaff machine from which you unadvisedly removed your hand–and it treats your nose hairs much in the same way that machine treats your hair before you removed your hand. On the mouth, we got essence of pink peppercorns–no, “pride peppercorns”–along with grassy goodness. Imagine what spring shoots of grass on the Veld taste like to a skinny Wildebeest. You can’t? Well, then it’s safe to say this dram will suffer under a lack of imagination. But then again, what doesn’t–other than television? But before I move on, there’s also a note of that same grass partially digested in that wildebeest’s second stomach, then removed (painlessly, of course) and used as biofuel (“It’ll make your engine run wilde!”). The finish is a genuine leather bullwhip in a fake Western town. The horses are real, though.
The Lagavulin 12 Year 2013 Limited Edition is The Lagavulin 12 Year 2010 Limited Edition–I was surprised at how disappointed I was in the 2010 Limited Edition, but that had more to do with my expectations and my abiding love for the Lagavulin 16 than it had to do with the 2010 LE itself. OK, that and the price. But the 2013 LE I liked much better, probably because I came to see it as a stripped-down Lagavulin, which is kinda cool, save for the fact that it can flat rock a dress.
–Our thanks to Hunter PR and Diageo for the sample!