Rosebank. One of the silent stills. The good people at Diageo decided in the 1990s that, to cut costs, they needed to get rid of one of their lowland distilleries. They noticed that Glenkinchie had a nice park near it. And upon that basis, they left Rosebank to rot. This despite the fact that most lowland whisky fans rated Rosebank considerably above Glenkinchie.
Thus do the mighty decide the whiskies available to mere mortals like us. I pray that one day we can hope to attain their level of enlightenment, and thus see the sense in what appears, to the uncircumcised, to be sheer idiocy.
Now to raise a Glencairn glass to the rotting still near Falkirk.
White wine, slightly greenish. Clouds up quickly on adding drops of water.
My first experience of a lowland whisky.
A peat monster this ain't. A sherry monster this ain't. As one might have expected from the Lowlands, a low-key, lightish nose.
Very hard for me to describe, cos I'm not used to this style. Swamping floral blast like a cereal bowl with tiny flowers in it. Grainy notes. Warm, fuzzy sense. Honey. Warm bread. Quite like Dailwhinnie or Glenlivet.
Floral, bread crusts and something almost like chicken soup. Savoury at moments, but mostly floral/grainy. Very, very "smooth" on the tongue, it's hard to imagine getting drunk on this! lol
Cereals, a bit of walnut shell. Some of that nice soupy note is here again. Grass cuttings - but it cannot be from peat, right?
I'm not exactly a convert to lowland whisky, but this is a pleasant dram. Maybe a bit too Pleasantville for me ha ha.