After a reasonable hiatus, I finally am authoring a scotch review. It’s been a while, since I’ve been busy with drinking American whiskies. This also is a momentous post for me since it will be reposted on The Scotch Life, the undertaking of another Denverite who is interested in drinking some scotch. (Thanks, Mark).
I wanted to take this one seriously, so I researched first. According to Malt Review, Glenmorangie is 40% alcohol by volume, so it’s perfectly proofed for drinking neat, although I’m going to enjoy it on the rocks. It’s about 40 bucks or so, so not cheap, but not super spendy either. Unlike the 12 year Glenmorangie, Malt Review categorizes this one as more floral and when watered a little bit, feinty, which I looked up, it means like honey (mellifluous, maybe?).
For me, first off the bat, I taste vanilla. It’s a very dry taste, but not peaty or smokey at all really. It almost has the composition of a really (I mean like to the max) dry wine. It vaguely reminds me of the Leopold Brothers Small Batch Whiskey, which is really oaky. This is definitely dryer, but I can see the comparison to Bourbon.
After the ice cubes have melted a little, it evens out a bit and becomes a bit smoother, and I’m comfortable saying feinty now. I am enjoying this one. I find that scotch is more of a winter cocktail, but I’m thinking, if it weren’t too hot, I could probably sit on a patio and enjoy a glass of this.
Sidenote: the last time I had Glenmorangie, I ended up thinking I should go for a run after. Don’t go for a run after drinking scotch, especially at a gym. As they say, Bad News Bears.