Notes

Bit of vanilla but not super sweet. Yeah this is hot. Serious bite! Has like a sulphur. Water pulled out cinammon. Don't like this one, Far too much sharp sting.

Sweet paint thinner....would have again.

Your boy is back in it with a big day six To get him back into the top 10 mix He says sounding a little cocky Forgetting about his start that was pretty rocky Today's pour does not have much bite It'd be an easy drinker by bonfire light Am I right in thinking this is our first Japanese? I sit and ponder staring at my Christmas trees So Sam-I-am, what do you say? As I sip watching football on this Sunday. Hoping this guess is a bullseye. But in the back of my head I'm thinking it could be a rye.

Something different about this one…guessing something I don’t have a lot of experience with for that reason. I like it though…not sure I’d seek it out but wouldn’t turn it down if offered to me…free of charge 😬

… Overall fairly muted. Feels like a decent proof, but not much character up front. I added a tiny splash of water to see if it would open up at all. I got maybe a hint of apricot but not much else. I’m thinking rye. This one feels like it has good bones, but not much flavor.

No bueno

Soft flavor. It’s ok.

Loved this. All the things.

Nice and smooth

Really sweet. Enough that it’s a bit off putting. Not particularly fiery, so guessing a lower proof. Can’t say I’m a fan.

It's okay, it has a weird medicinal finish that i'm just not a fan of that seems to just linger for far too long.

'It just is'. Not bad, not outstanding.

Smooth bourbon not very complex. It did pair very well with a cigar.

The fourth greatest thing I've ever put in my mouth.

Ewww, didn't like. Would rather drink scotch. And missed yesterday so had the unfortunate luck of doing days 6 7.... Iykyk

Scotch. Blah. Yuck. Does not pair well with tater tots.

Great tasting. Easy to drink. I’ll add this to my bar! Smells like vanilla and cinnamon. Tastes like caramel popcorn. Yummy! A perfect after church drink. ⛪️🌲🥃

One sniff and I knew it was a scotch. I wish I liked it...the only type I like are amore peat forward...this guy...meh. I feel bad for saying that, since it was picked by a member...but to each their own. Lots of honey on the palate, the finish is actually improving along the way. Easy sipper for sure, just not my cup of tea.

Really oaky finish. Liked this better the more I had.

Holy smokes. Yes please.

Memories of the blood stained earth flash behind my shut eyes. I jolt awake, blade at the ready, but the battle is done, I am alone. I try to stand but my wounded knee fails me. I fall to the soft ground, try to crawl north back towards my nation. I fade again, the pain is too great. When I wake, night has fallen. I trudge on, whimpering in the somber moonlight. Out of the corner of my sight, a flash. Eyes in the trees. I grab my blade, though I am helpless in this state. Slowly, a hobbled woman steps out. A face of many years, wretched and twisted. Yet something in her eyes seems kind, or at least safe. She scuttles towards me, slowly repeating some word in her native tongue as she offers me a cup. She points at my leg, and motions to drink. I weigh my options…they are few. I have so little to lose, so I do as she beckons. The cup is putrid. As off putting as this gnarled crone. But I soldier on and sip. It tastes much better than it smells! I look at the crone in surprise. She seems bit less twisted than before. I go for another sip, the smell is just as rough but the taste is good. I swear she has melted off decades in her appearance, her crooked spine has straightened, she is dancing now, like a young blushing bride. I am dancing too, arm in arm with her, my bloody knee showing no pain. She spins out of my arms and walks towards the woods, and I follow, down the way into the trees to a hovel. She slips down inside and I crawl to follow her into her home…not a home I realize with untimely horror, a lair! I try to back out as quickly as I can but she grips me and shoves more of this liquid down my gullet. Maybe, like this liquid, she’s not so bad once you get past the nose

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This is low key mid, def not fire no cap.

Sorry, folks—I try, year after year, but just can’t get used to this stuff. I’ll keep trying, but feel this may go the way of cauliflower and celery for me. 😆