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Whoever first said, “be sure to stop and smell the roses” must have never tried Lagavulin. For my part, I say a well-crafted life is one in which your whisky is poured when you have ample time to savour it. When the day’s work is done, and you can take the time to properly imbibe the robust goodness in your dram…well, it puts the smelling of flowers of any stripe to shame.
At Offerman Woodshop I select my various wood species for their strength, density, and rich visual beauty, with a descernment I have also applied to my choice of single malt. For this Lagavulin Offerman Edition I am grateful that my passion for wood has been brought to bear by utilizing refilled and rejuvenated American white oak casks in thematuration process.
The romance begins with an initial whiff of peppery green apple, followed swiftly by a jitterbug of stewed berries. The tangy spice from the handmade charred casks perfectly couples in a tango with the peaty burnt ember characters, featuring a sensation on the nose reminiscent of your favorite campfire. To taste, the woody, peaty notes lead from the front, gently tingling the tongue in a cha-cha before fading to reveal a veritable waltz of sweet berry and orchard fruit notes. The familiar Lagavulin distillery character steps forth, presenting aromatic pear with every sip. A few moments after the liquid has gone, that peaty essence remains, characterising a wonderfully energetic flamenco finish from a redoubtable liquid with an unmistakable panach for which I am tickled to write box copy. It looks great in a tutu, to boot.
This 11 year Lagavulin is like a top shelf brass band… blowing smoky jazz and marching straight down your gullet.
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