Here I sit upon the ground
A man lost in all the sound
Staring blankly at the bottle
Pondering softly at what’s found.
Foolish wanderer of blind drams
Fumbling words with shaking hams
Where fingers darting leaving mottle
Is replaced by scared lambs.
As he stares into the brown
Reaching, stretching, for a noun
Stopping only to withdraw till
in enters a large clown.
Wide red lips upon a face
Uglifying the remaining space
His only word a drinking throttle
“Howdy” then I increase pace.
And then the room is again dark
No light, not even a dim spark
Cannot move, surrounded by wattle
A mystery dram, yet another shark.
Price: N/A at the LCBO
Region: San Francisco
Colour: 7.5YR 5/8
Nose: Lemon, brine, oak, honey, wheat, butter, icing, mint
Acid rises up the sides
With sweetness, it collides
Too much sweetness in the tides
Taste: Butter, oak, ginger, corn, icing, lemon, thyme
Less sweet, more buttered oak
Some rough, though herbal notes
A spice leaves me wanting more
Finish: Peach, oak, wheat, granite, ginger
Stone fruits pair
Well with more cobbler notes.
I could have written better Haikus.
Conclusion: Alright, enough poetry. This is a nice dram that needs a little more time to get over the top. On the up side there’s hardly any rough spots, baring some times where there’s this granite taste in the finish.
It’s not super complex. But it’s good. I can only guess that this is sourced and aged by someone else who is doing something different than the people in Kentucky. Good blend of old and new techniques shine through.
That’s all from me…
But still the clown says Howdy, and I am locked in this path some more.
Guess: Younger, I’m saying more of a wheat. Is it Cyrus?
Actually: Cyrus Noble Small Batch Bourbon
Bourbon review #115, San Francisco review #1, Whiskey Network review #711