Santis Malt Swiss Highlander

This single malt is unremarkable at best, choosing, instead, to stay neutral like it's government has for ages. Whether that will change I don't know.

The nose is quite musty and dank like damp sugars cubes inside an oak bowl. But then that's really it. It takes a few moments of uninterrupted silence to coax anything more from the nose. I had to use the Force to discern a very faint breakfast of pancakes with maple syrup. Except it was more molasses than maple.

An equally muddled palate brings with it an initial burst of five spice and fennel followed by a brief tumble of sugars. Chewing it a bit more releases a stick of red licorice bu then again, like the nose, that was it.

The short dry finish with a touch of decay leaves a lot to be desired in this expression. But I will wait for another Swiss single malt before damning the entire nation to hell.

Promise...