Ardbeg

Tasting notes: This reminds me of the short-lived special Goth edition Froot Loops.  Lucy strung them on a Christmas tree so austere that it shattered Linus; he now recites [...]

Tasting notes: I’m taking a long walk up a short volcano.  My best crocodile bluchers sink into the still-soft lava and my charcoal suit is … getting extra charcoally.  [...]

Tasting Notes: The Ardbeg An Oa 46.6% abv noses like a sea turtle, stranded on a sandy beach, lying on its back, little leathery legs ineffectually waving goodbye. (Don’t [...]

Tasting notes: Sure there’s smoke.  Yup, it’s right there on the nose.  But it’s the kind of smoke that you need to focus on.  In time I determine that it’s smoke [...]

Tasting notes: Ah, Ardbeg!  Or as the Boston Brahmins might say, Ahdbeg!  I nose your classical, Ardbegian nature and I wonder, in my fake Cockney accent, ” ‘ow [...]

Tasting notes: Aaaah, Ardbeg!  It is impossible to nose this dram and not be transported to a 19th C. surgical theatre overrun with injured soldiers.  No! I mean, [...]

Tasting notes: Our first impression of this was just smoke: smoke held inside smoke wrapped in smoke, like an airborne particle and gas version of a turducken. For a few [...]

[There was great fanfare in the blogosphere over the release of this whisky and the craze amongst mini collectors that predictably followed. This led some prominent whisky [...]

Tasting notes: The nose has grain and cereal notes, like dough balls retrieved after a bakery fire.  White pepper cracked open with lasers during some down time at the CERN [...]

Tasting notes: The name and label of this new expression calls to mind the flag of Brazil, hosts of the 2014 World Cup, and its passion for o jogo bonito, “the [...]