Mister Peat Batch Strength
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by Single Malt Snob
A welcome surprise of a dram
A couple of years ago, I reviewed Mister Peat whisky. And today it’s brother.
You can find that first review here and check it out, I reviewed differently back then.
Drambuddie Martijn was shopping online for some bottles, and encountered another version of this whisky and decided to buy it for me.
(Thanks Martijn!) And then he lost the bottle during moving, so when he rediscovered it again, it was gifted to me a small year later. (Thanks again Martijn!)
Now, I was a bit hesitant to open this bottle for several reasons, so it stayed shut.
Gathering dust in in the back of my whisky cabinet. Untill, during a quarterly bottle turn, I decided it was time. Autumn rain and winds were flagellating my windows, so peat it must be, putting those delaying arguments aside. Which were:
- It is literally called Peat. And since I do appreciate a peated dram, they are still not my favourits to select.
- I remembered Mr. Peat to be a bit sharp. Would this Batch Strength be sharper?
- I knew I could only open it, if I would compare it to the other Mr. Peat. Which would cost me some time and focus. Something that is rare in the Snob’s household with the most recent addition to the family.

This Mister Peat (Not to be confused with the other Mr. Peat.) was bottled at 53,7% Vol. and has its natural colour. It is unchillfiltered.
The color is like a vey light white wine and a small twirl in my glass leaves a thin ring of tiny pearls of whisky.
On the nose I get the warm ashes of a hearthfire with some malts and stale sugared popcorn.
After that first smokey hit, I get some more chemical notes, reminding me of the way your hands smell after you takes off rubber gloves and wash your hands with a disinfecting soap. In the end some funny sweet notes of slate.
The taste of my first sip immediately drowns in smoke and peat, with a small tingle of the spirit leaving some heat on the tongue.
A small note of vanilla and fudge is speeding over the tongue, to dissapear a bit too fast for my liking.
After that initial flavour eruption, some [lees meer].

