Ardbeg Distillery, Port Ellen, Islay, Scotland
WHAT?! QUUUOOOWHAT ?! I had not yet put on paper my assessment of Ardbeg Corryvreckan? We must remedy the situation immediately.
In Scottish Gaelic, corryvreckan, or coirebhreacain, means the "pot of spotted seas". It is also the name of a massive marine swirl, in fact the third largest in the world, located roughly between the islands of Jura and Scarba. Legends tell that Breacan, a young Viking, had to survive 3 days and 3 nights in Corryvreckan to prove his love to the daughter of the Lord of the Islands.
As the Belgian comic author Georges Remi put it so well, also known by his pen name (or pencil) Hergé (1907-1983) said so well:
It is better to see things from afar. At the heart of the whirlwind, one can not measure the extent of the storm.
Deep gold almost brownish with legs that never end.
A big filthy peat invades the room just as we pour into the glass. Smoke of peat and lemon. Grapes, salt stone and burnt bacon. It seems to want to start smoothly with the sweeter flavors, but the monstrous peat of Ardbeg does not delay, to our great happiness, to violently invade everything.
Always lemon peat, entwined with oak, cinnamon, anise, black and red licorice, ultra-tasty at all levels.
Smoked beef Jerky, peat and delicious peat, rubber, grilled malt, Montreal spices, cinnamon and oak board.
A real swirl of flavors all more delicious than the others. Unfortunately another difficult jewel, even impossible, to find by us.
Note: ★ ★ ★ ★★