Talisker Storm

Happy Whiskey Wednesday.

Today I was graced by a storm, and boy did I have the right whiskey to put on display for this one.

Talisker Storm is a Scotch hailing from the Isle of Skye in the Hebrides, and the storm carries with it the legacy of what feels would come from the Drowned God himself. You'll pick up a lot of the Iron Islands with distinctly Islay sensations, but seemingly more serious and dark than something like an Ardbeg or Port Charlotte.

On the nose is an immediate smokiness, oak and brine persist, but as those scents seem to come to a head, they fall together in a symphony of sweet citrus. The palette of the tongue begins with a brine that sort of runs back and forth between a creamy roundness, almost reminscent of pearls, and a full, earthy, briny sour note. This all finished on a peppery, warm goodbye, like drinking a warm cider in the cold, rainy night by the sea.

This photo was actually a bitch to catch. I probably had 4-5 shots that were even possible to catch, and even then the angles would have had to have been completely different. It was a lot of fun trying to get this and I was ecstatic when I saw this particular bolt go off, because I knew it was "the one". Also shown is what I would have liked the bottle to look like, and the aftermath / fog rolling in after the storm.