I picked up this unusual bottle of Bell’s in a job lot auction win of miniatures.
Having tasted a few that had clearly ‘turned‘, I’d resisted opening this one as the fill level seemed low – a sure sign things were not good inside.
Only when the magnifying glass picked out 3cl on the rather sparse label – total 15 words – did I get my hopes up.
Could I be in for a treat?
Sadly – my nose said not!
Like opening a long closed cupboard – an intense rank foostiness assaulted me.
Undeterred – I ploughed on.
The palate started off dull – but a richness of depth, warming vanilla, oaky woodiness & a solid alcoholic kick greeted me.
Oh to have enjoyed this one in it’s prime!
Even on the turn there’s an attractiveness to the flavours within this Bell’s.
A joyous prickly heat danced off the palate on the satisfyingly long finish.
This must have been a belter in it’s day!
Hells Bells!
Sláinte
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