First of my posts in the "Scottish guy walks into a kitchen full of wedding revelers with a plastic baggie full of small unlabeled bottles" series.
Glen Moray he said was a producer much looked over/down upon because of its associations with grocery stores and cheap, serviceable whisky. Not so this chardonnay cask. The nose is a riot of the various things one finds in a barrel of chardonnay: tropical fruits, dairy, essence of springtime, blonde-ness made flavorful, heaven. The palate is balanced and glycerin, and the finish is quiet. In a good mood I would call it elegant, in a bad one, weak. Finishes are for marathons though, and this is a quick drink, and a lovely drink, at a reasonable price for persons not living in liquor gulags like NC.
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