Through my buddy Manny I got an open bottle of this sherry matured Glengoyne. There is still more than a quarter of the contents in there. Perhaps he did not like it much? This single cask was bottled by the Hart Brothers exclusively for the lovers of malt in Switzerland.
The nose is pretty dirty on walnuts, wilted flowers and make-up. You read that right. Then some apples in a frying pan and some chicken broth. It’s a combination that does not work. This is absolutely not my thing on the nose. Pity.
Oily on the palate, but immediately sweet and sour – more sour than sweet, to be honest. Lots of pepper, by the way. The sweet malt is completely overpowered by sour notes that are hard to pinpoint. Sour mats candy comes close, with a bitter note of grape pith and tannins. Some blood oranges and honey try to save the day, but fail to make me altogether happy.
Only the finish is somewhat pleasant, on pepper, sultanas, raisins and honey. The off-notes that I had on both the nose and the palate are mercifully absent here.
Thanks for this bottle, Manny, but I suspect you did not like it much either.