Tripmastermonk takes us on a lofi journey...in hay yellow
Nose: aromas develop lofiish, about 2h later vanilla, honey, maple syrup, herbs - mountain. Cough drops a la Ricola. Marshmallows rather American, alcohol pulsates to the beat in the nose, on the walls and down the nasal passage into the throat. The sinuses are amazed. Once everything is numb, cinnamon is sprinkled over the top, followed by nutmeg and some wood smoke from the barbecue, more like charcoal. More dusty spices drift along the dusty roads into town, gently simmering instead of rich and creamy. Coming along nonchalantly.
Finish: Cheap brandy, young and spicy, without experience and without maturity. Who is he trying to impress? Marzipan with too little sugar lingers on the palate, even bitter almond. Oaky, coke, spiciness from burning. A trail of oil remains on the road, on the way to the unknown.
89/100
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