This is a rye with presence — a quiet storm wrapped in bespoke tailoring. It pours amber like old varnish on courtroom wood. The nose is immediately precise: black peppercorns ground fresh, burnt sugar crust, spearmint oil, cedar wood, and a hint of cherry lozenge. There’s a clinical clarity to it — each note delivered with a lawyer’s cadence: firm, exact, but never cold.

On the palate, it starts tight, then blooms. Sharp rye spice leads — cinnamon, crushed coriander, and cracked clove. Then come the sweeter, rounder notes: honeycomb, dried fig, warm toffee, and baked rye bread. The barrel influence is pronounced but well-mannered — old oak, worn leather, a hint of sandalwood incense. This rye doesn’t overwhelm. It prosecutes with precision.

Mid-palate, you get a herbal complexity that adds tension — eucalyptus, fennel seed, sage. There’s a rhythm to the sip: attack, reveal, linger. Everything is in balance, but the spice always leads. It’s the spine of the whiskey — bracing, defined, and unrelenting.

The finish is long and dry, like the closing statement of a courtroom drama. It leaves you with lingering pepper, faint citrus oils, and that uniquely rye sharpness — not aggressive, but undeniable. It doesn’t chase you. It simply stays. A whiskey for those who love their spirits clean, structured, and eloquent. Think of it as rye with a gavel and a grin.