Here in Providence, RI tonight, I have the pleasure of staying in a crew hotel that gives us a nice 50% discount on food and drink. It just so happens they have an extensive collection of single malts, so I figured I should snap off a double of something new!
Bowmore 18 year.
In a single word:
In a few more snooty, ipsy-pipsy, scotch-snob-sounding words:
Sticking my nose in the glass, it had bit of a solvent scent with what I thought to be an almost spearmint-like tinge on the back end of the whiff. Compared to my go-to (Macallan 12) this is a very different beast to the nostrils, and frankly I was a bit turned-off by it at first. However, as I indulged, it grew to be rather nice.
Neat, it has an almost luxurious buttery mellowness with only a very slight peatiness to the taste. The usual wood smoke is certainly there. No (or at least very little) heat to this scotch at all, making it a real pleasure to swill around in my mouth. Water opened it up nicely, bringing out a floral flavor that was vaguely gin-like and a deepening of the buttery smooth palate.
The finish was all orange blossoms and plumish-grapey.
I liked it.
But then again, I don't know jack about Scotch. ;)