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Tasting Notes by Michael Jackson
Deliciously appetising. A real depth of honey aromas, which seem to emerge in layers, as though each were extracted from a different flower. Then beeswax. Finally, a balancing flowery dryness and faint burnt-heather smokiness.
Lean, but silky-smooth. Very slow, sustained emergence of flavours. Firm, dryish, restrained, honey, becoming scenty. Gradually giving way to biscuity maltiness. A hint of bitter chocolate. Finally a surge of soft, oily smokiness, with some peaty dryness.
Toasty, smoky. Applewood smoke. Long, lingering, slightly sappy, oak, dryness.
The younger Glenfiddichs are fruitier, those in their middle years more creamy. Forty years is a great age for a whisky. This malt has matured with elegance. It is the most urbane Glenfiddich that I have tasted. Its flavours are so dovetailed that they are reluctant to unfold. After a few drinks, the whisky does begin to reveal itself, but it demands one’s full attention. It tells its story a little at a time, drily, almost teasingly. It makes such good company that I am reluctant to share it. Perhaps with someone very special…?.