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Nose: A curious malted aubergine introduction, followed by cigars and tobacco flavoured bubblegum. Asparagus topped with talcum powder, alongside honey-roast peanuts covered in whipped cream, keeps things no less interesting. A more recognisable fruit dimension then appears, or more specifically succulent tangerines, warm peach crumble, and freshly chopped bananas and strawberries. Turkish delight then sits on a cereal bedding of flapjacks, before warm honey and lemon finally entice us to delve in.
Taste: A full and oily 47% delivery of cigar ashes and stewed peaches. Floating around the palate there is a delicate coating of strawberry jam and shortbread biscuit, or what in england you would call a 'jammy dodger' (a fine biscuit that combines both), before another recognisable confectionary in the shape of lemon Starburst then adds to the carnival of sweetness. Mint humbugs offer a brief and light tingle of complexity, however the italian christmas nougat (Torrone), honey-glazed carrots and maple syrup quickly smother it out and maintain the carnival at Rio-esque proportions.
Finish: The whiskey on the palate is escorted out by candy canes and fruit syrup, before mint and tobacco offer us some brief respite from the orgy of glucose. A rather hurried exit then ensues, leaving a bitter aftermath to the now departed carnival, with only dry orange peel to chew on and some coarse soap to wash away the sticky sugar residue from the palate.
Balance: A slightly uncultured and perhaps even sickly bourbon, yet like all sweets still has you somehow wanting to come back for more. Had the finish maintained the glucose fervour of the nose and palate then we could at least say that this was a consistent onslaught of sweetness that one could respect, and very much allow a time and a place for. I'd say that this is probably still the case, however the brief and soapy finish leaves a bitter aftertaste to what was otherwise a sickly yet paradoxically enjoyable visit to the confectionary shops of our youth.