The Kilchoman Port Cask

750 ml portable peat goodness vessel

Kilchoman-Port-CaskTasting notes:
My journey to whisky came via wine, then cognac, with the occasional vintage port or good sherry thrown in for a change of pace. That is to say, I drank grape juice before the water of life, and as such, I perhaps have more of an appreciation for the way the tang of octopus blood mutes peat-inflected vintage Fender tube amplifiers used at Coachella. The port cask adds the acrid bang of a kid’s cap gun being fired into the watermelon of the imagination.

But the peat won’t be denied: drinking this is like setting a bog on fire to smoke a spitted pack of peccaries stuffed with sour cherries and the joy of tearing, for the first time, into St. Louis Cut pork ribs slathered with the hope that when morning breaks at the crack of dawn, the whole will be greater than the sum of the parts. Fermented grass basket-woven with kimchi into a plaited riding crop, used to play “pin the tail on the donkey” with a real donkey. It’s a party that’s partly porty and partly peaty: a veritable Port-a-Peaty!


On the scale of improbably-blended-but-all-the-better-for-it flash mobs that I’d like to see–
The Kilchoman Port Cask is Irish step-dancers and Trappist Monks unexpectedly both “flashing” the same time at a topless beach in St. Tropez–Does it make sense? No. But thinking about it makes me very, very happy.



–Our thanks to Joshua Hatton and ImpEx for the sample!


2 Comments on The Kilchoman Port Cask

  1. John Mac Lellan // August 18, 2015 at 3:30 pm // Reply

    Interesting notes , on the whole I decided that you liked it .

  2. That was a fun read, and an imaginative description of one of my favorite Kilchomans (Okay, that’s a lie – they’re all my favorite). “The port cask adds the acrid bang of a kid’s cap gun being fired into the watermelon of the imagination.” Might be the best tasting note descriptor I’ve ever read.

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