Notes

The first sip was the best one. The rest were good, but not as good as my first.

I'm an easy date for a high proof, but even this one might be too much for me.

🍏🍎🍏🍎🍏🍎🍏 Feels like I'm going apple picking.

'Twas the night of the seventh tasting, the glass in my hand, The whiskey lay quiet, its flavors unplanned. Not much on the nose, but a hint to unveil, A whisper of vanilla, so sweet and so pale. The sweetest thus far, of the bottles we've tried, Its secrets lay hidden, like stars that won’t guide. My last guesses floundered, adrift in the mist, So tonight, I'll keep quiet—no name will I list. A sip is a story, a guess just a game, But the journey's the joy, not the spirit's name. So here's to the night, to the dram and delight, Merry tasting to all, and to all a good night!

'Twas the night of the sixth tasting, still in shock from hearing everyone's "hard pass", I realize I sit here looking like a bit of an ass. However this new whiskey is sweet on the nose, with a bit of fruit in the air. Yet spice crept in, with a bold little flair. I sipped and I swirled, detecting some wheat, A hint of confusion, yet oddly complete. "Is this one a rye?" I pondered anew, Recalling the mix-up from yesterday's brew. A touch of young heat, though not harsh or brash, It danced on the palate, not leaving a clash. With flavors that lingered, both mild and spry, I toasted the moment—a fine whiskey to try.

Good flavor, but HOT!

'Twas the night of the fifth tasting, and all through the air, A sweet woody scent lingered, beyond all compare. Better than the diaper of the baby sitting on my lap. Yes, this scent was earthy like my Christmas tree dripping with sap. The first sip was a shock, with more power than planned, Bolder than expected, yet you can call me a fan. Could it be rye? I’m not sure, I confess, After five years of tastings, I should know this, I guess. But no matter the name, no matter the grain, This whiskey’s a winner, it would put many others to shame. A powerful pour, and my favorite so far A sip that’s so smooth, I can't wait to add it to my bar.

Everything is good up until the finish. There's something strange there. Not mad about it, but not sure I'm loving it either.

🥶 Ice helps a lot with this one.

'Twas the night of the fourth tasting, the glass in my hand, I sniffed at the whiskey, smelling rich and so grand. The first whiff was sweet, with a maple delight, And perhaps cinnamon apples that will dance through the night. Excitement was building as I took the first sip, It hit a bit stronger, as it passed through my lips. A smooth woody flavor, so bold and so deep, Like a fine Tennessee, it was best enjoyed neat. With each little taste, my thoughts did unfold, This whiskey's a treasure, that will never get old!

'Twas the night of the third tasting, I'll give this one a try, The nose is so silent, no familiar scents do I come by. The first taste was harsh, with a burn so strong. I thought, "I am going to need ice to help this process along." This is not very smooth and is not bringing me cheer, This is one of those Scotches that Jonathan mentioned, I fear. Will I give this selection a good grade? Well, it's hard to say. It's highly unlikely, I just don't see a way. So I'll sit with this pour, and think for a while, This whiskey really is not my style.

This one hits all the right notes.

'Twas the night of the second tasting, and all through the room, I took a deep whiff, but the scent had no boom. A faint hint of maple, some vanilla so sweet, But I craved something stronger, a more vivid treat. On first sip, caramel, so smooth and so mild, The flavor’s subdued, not intense or wild. I don’t love it, I don’t hate it, it’s somewhere between, It’s missing the punch that I hoped to glean. Is it a bourbon? I can’t say with ease, But as a warm-up, it’s gentle, it frees. A quiet beginning, not bold or bizarre, A simple start before the night goes far.

So good to be back. And so good to finally see Rye get some recognition in last year's calendar

So many things to like about this one, but mostly is that the advent calendar is back!

Is this another cocktail to end the calendar? Tasting everything here Not a fan

Oh man. Brown sugar. Caramel. Maybe some like spiced orange. That's delightful. A fitting send-off to another great Whiskey Advent.

Wow. This one holds back on the sweetness until the end. Kind of like me.

Well this one has quite the punch, doesn't it? I like it a lot. Tons of tropical fruit, vanilla and a ton of heat. If it were dialed down just a touch, it'd be almost perfect.

It’s Christmas Eve Eve (Friends reference)! Cinnamon spice, honey. Higher proof. Nice finish but I definitely would sip on a nice big ice ball

It's brown sugar and brown butter and cherries, but hinting at red apple and pear. Just massively dense. I should probably add water but I don't want to.

Pretty solid fruity flavors. I like it, but kind of right down the middle. Not sticking out which isn't necessarily bad. If the price is right, this could a nice house Scotch.

Big fan of the chocolatey notes in this one. I'd have to be in a certain mode and not one I'd drink everyday.

Apple, lemon. Spicy and licorice but short finish. Like a smoky scotch. Not a huge fan beat -