Bought – Wine Rack, 6th September 2013
90/100 – Whisky Bible 2013
89/100 – Whisky Bitch – Her review on YouTube
I would have bought a bottle of Dalmore even if the reviews had all said it tasted like pee squeezed through a sweaty sock. I know it should alway come down to what a whisky tastes like, especially since that’s the bulk of what you’re paying for, but for me the Dalmore image brings back antient memories of whisky romance. In my young drinking days, whenever I ventured into a traditional Scottish pub and gazed behind the bar at the ranks of whisky bottles, there was the Dalmore with its antlers shining bright. It was impossible to miss, and inviting in its beauty. You could take the bottle and strap it to the front of a Range Rover and it wouldn’t look out of place. And it’s even got the redness of a Comic Relief nose! Perhaps E150 is also used in the production of those noses?! Must Google that. But when the barman asked what I was having I’d say “2 pints of McEwans please” before I could stop myself. The Dalmore desire slipped into my whisky past, until now!