Whiskyspace Notes 1980
Jun 24, 2026, 17:22:46
Nose opens with a bright gold hue, like sunshine through a dusty pub window. Immediate hit of oranges and grapefruits – zesty, almost breakfast-y – but then these weird whiffs of iodine sneak in, making me think of old medicine cabinets. The fresh juices linger, sweet but not sugary, while something faintly cardboardy pokes through. Tastewise, it’s medium-bodied, easy enough, though there’s this shiest peat hiding behind the smoke, like a shy mate at a gig. Brine and oysters pop up, but bizarrely, it’s more cough medicine than the sea. Sweet peat? Yeah, but it’s a shortcut – Lou Reed could’ve scribbled lyrics about that sticky, lapsang souchong warmth. Rather uncomplicated, if a tad too polished. Still, it’s good. Flawless, even. 🥃











