My First Lagavulin
After my Laphroaig epiphany a few months ago, I decided it was time to take the next step. Lagavulin 16 Year Old Scots Whisky. It's a long and constant argument-- er, discussion among aficionadoes of Scots whisky as to which is the greatest -- Lagavulin or Laphroaig. They're both very powerful, very smoky, very peaty.
The nose was a bit fruity, a little nutty, with a whiff of smoke as if I was standing near the smokehouse room in my favorite sausage shop. On the palate ... extraordinarily smooth! Layers of flavor, like a tawny port with depth of oak wood and vanilla and smokehouse and so much peat I almost felt as if I were cutting turf in the bogs of County Kildare (even though that's Irleand, it's still peat). In the finish, more spice and the spray of the sea and a big whomp of iodine.
(Here I let loose with a burst of Scottish expletives not unlike certain characters in "Trainspotting," although non-violent and not shooting smack.)
I've never had anything like this, not even Laphroaig (which I still really like) is quite like this. Further exploration is mandated.