The Glendronach 18 (50 ml airline bottle)

Tasting notes: 
Mmmm…muscular, tawny, yummy.  Prunes pierced on switches held over a campfire after running out of marshmallows.  Caramels sunk into a mixture of Kentucky bourbon and Spanish sherry, then pulled back out and shaped into nameless superheroes, each with a special power.  One of them uses sun-crisped sheets of sandpaper to scrape barnacles off a beached tugboat.  Another applies lacquer to mangoes before launching them into an algae pond.  A third superhero does something remarkable, but better left unsaid, with Brazil nuts.  I smile beatifically at them all, and feel an overwhelming sense of the fundamental goodness in all things.  One final sip remains from this truly meditative whisky.  I reach across my contented belly to tug the stopper, letting my vanity pour out of my omphalos.  Pretension and artifice circles the rusty drain till there is nothing.  Nothing. 

Rating:

--On the scale of cheese sandwiches named after notable historical persons or literary characters--
The Glendronach 18 is Cheeses Christ--just above DaVinCheese, but just behind Quesomodo. 

    
                                                                                 --John