But if everyone layered in the herbal, the fruit, and the sweets with this level of pure sophistication, I’d embrace my new wintloverlords with open arms. For those of you know me, that is not okay at all. In the north, the cold will snap and the winds will whisper, peppermint everything. I know that soon the era of pumpkin will fall. Fresh cut maple planks and fresh cut fennel bulb. Baked apples stuffed with raisins and the tiniest dust of cinnamon. Nose: The waxiness of a whole foods orange peel and the orange wax that we used on our outdoor teak furniture. Full of character without melting the fillings out of my mouth. This is a completely different experience and I’m delighted to have this bottle. The first felt like someone had tortured and broken a grape on the rack. Rating: 6 / 10 – This is the second grappa I’ve ever tried, so I’d take this rating with a grain of salt. There is a lot more still, but I feel like I’m missing some of the vocabulary to describe the palate. Lemon pith and radishes aged in white vinegar. Even at 50% this warms without burning, and then explodes with a fantastic tartness. Palate: Far more gentle and nuanced than I expected. While I find this somewhat enticing, my son who loves the smell of most of my modern whisky and heavy rums, had to leave the room. Black and green peppercorn, olive brine, and lemon zest. Dust and dry decay, heavily used wool tapestry, and dry wood. There is a smell to historical homes and castles that I find somewhat unique. Nose: After a moment of rest to let the first hit of paint thinner vibe settle, this grappa comes to life with a rich sweet, spicy earthy vibe. Make sure you give it time to breathe in the glass. I’m struggling on the rating because for me it’s an 8, but I acknowledge it probably won’t be for others. Everything I liked in Le Freche 1980 turned up a notch. Rating: 8 / 10 – I’m delighted I bought one. It’s challenging and interesting and everything I look for in a really good Le Freche. This isn’t going to please everyone, but I absolutely love it. Like balsamic and molasses had a love child. There is a traditional dish served here in the canaries: ultra thin tempura aubergine with sea salt and dark palm tree syrup. This pour is a powerful combination of sweet, sour and salty. If you crunch them, they spark in the dark. And you would go hike under the stars at night and they handed out wintergreen lifesavers. In 5th grade in the US for many years all schools sent their kids to space camp. There is an umami to the nose harkening to some of the best dashi I had when in Japan. Middle eastern sweeties, Maamoul date cookies and pistachios. The spice cabinet is on the earthy side, cumin and saffron, with bright spots of clove. The nose has the richness of the fatty layer of high end acorn fed iberico. I like high end cured ham just as much as the next guy, but fuck man, I just want some eggs benedict with thick cut black pepper bacon and a smoothie #expatproblems. Nose: The only places open for breakfast in the Canaries are Jamonerias.
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