Hebrides 1972 Kb Celtic Series
| Category | SINGLE MALT |
| Distillery | Talisker |
| Bottler | Kingsbury (Kb) |
| Bottling Series | - |
| Vintage | 1972 |
| Bottled Year | - |
| Age | 28년 |
| Cask Type | - |
| Cask Number | - |
| Bottles Released | - |
| ABV | 53.2% |
| Volume | 700 ml |
| Label | - |
| Country | Scotland |
| Region | Islands |
Flavor Profile
Tasting Notes
Colour
chestnut
air Nose
like nosing a mahogany smoothie! Seriously this is some kind of interstellar, galactic collision of rare hardwoods, wood treatment oils, ancient jumbled workshops, hessian sackcloth, the finest coffee beans, liquefied peat, engine oil, dark crystalised fruits and Dundee cake studded with glazed walnuts, pecans and Brazil nuts. You can also include teas such as darjeeling, earl grey, mint, chamomile and lapsang souchong. There’s preserved lemons, mint julep, ancient dark rum, soft brown sugars, bitter chocolates, wild mushrooms, black cherries, balsamic, walnut wine and an ocean of rancio. Ridiculous whisky and almost embarrassing to write notes for. The kind of whisky that the anti-maltoporn brigade exists to protect us all against. Speaking of which, where the fuck are you guys?! With water: sharper, saltier, fattier, like frying bacon, ointments, toasted nuts, pure peat and black pepper. Seriously, where is the anti-maltoporn brigade?
restaurant Palate
leathery, salty, peaty, waxy, liquorice-laden, spicy, darkly fruited perfection! The bitterest chocolate, the purest, saltiest, punchiest rancio. Thick, sappy, oily, peppery, immense and utterly thrilling! Like drinking a 1936 Martin D-45 acoustic! With water: I think we’ll have to censor the rest or we’ll just be here all day and I’ll lose my shit beyond all reasonable hope of redemption
timer Finish
pretty much as endless, complex and poetic as you may imagine from all my gushing nonsense above