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The legs move very slowly down from the wet line and the color is a delicate reddish gold.
I find the nose a little hard to take. At first, it's slightly vomitous and sickly sweet. High alcohol leads to pungency like lemon. There's slight vanilla, together with the old cherry-oak of the American casks. The shades of bourbon are like finding a familiar friend in a big crowd.
Then there's STRONG vanilla on subsequent nosing. Hints of mango and strawberry.
For taste, it's an explosion of flavor. There's white wine, honey, vanilla, and the cordiality I've found in my favorite Scotches. It evaporates into my head.
There's zero bitterness and a lingering, minty finish.
(The avuncular Ralfy calls the 12-year Glenmorangie variants "poncy," "posh," "poofy," or some other disparaging British term, but this is one of my favorite liquors.)