I have an odd relationship with the Bruichladdich Black Arts line.
Not odd like I’m secretly in love with the bottle design (though I do love my goth ascetics) or odd that I’m going to make a joke about somehow using it as a fleshlight. Google that. At work. In front of your boss. It’ll be funny.
No, from the first time I saw this release, I was interested in it. You can’t see the whisky. The scores for some of the initial releases were legendary. The idea of getting it in my part of Canada was laughable.
Then the third release came out, and there was talk about how it went in a new direction. The first and second had been so many different flavours hitting you at once. The third was more complex and less chaotic. It had it’s lovers and haters. The fourth edition popped up, and…
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