The more I look into it online, the more I’m thinking I’m lucky to have got my hands on a bottle of Death’s Door Whisky. First of all, the spirit isn’t mentioned at all on the company website and second, according to their blog it seems they have little distribution beyond the Midwest. Well, I thank Astor Wines & Spirits for getting it in stock! That said, the reason I’ve been frequenting Astor of late is because my usual go-to shop, LeNell’s, had been on something of a hiatus. To my great disappointment, that hiatus became permanent not too long ago. We’ll all miss you, LeNell, come back to Brooklyn any time! …and Astor better start stocking some more new and interesting stuff like this Death’s Door because I’ve just about had everything there.
Back to the subject at hand. What makes DDW stand out above all else is the fact that it’s clear. Its description at the store says it has been aged in steel drums, then for a day or two in oak casks, but nothing more. This has me expecting something only slightly less harsh than the fresh-off-the-still taste of something like Georgia Moon. Where it could differ though is in the fact that it’s made with a 100% wheat mash, which I could see softening some of the sharper edges you’d see in a fresh corn whiskey – but still-fresh is still-fresh no matter what the mash. We’ll see.
Stats:
– in the $40-50 range
– Made by Death’s Door Distillery
– 80 proof
Presentation:
Ah, beautiful simplicity. If you’ve read a few of my past entries, you’ll know that one of my frequent complaints about whiskeys are their over-done label design. Death’s Door takes the radically opposite approach with their clear bottle, clear label sticker, and absolutely minimal use of text. The only adornment is their double D logo. Otherwise the vessel serves only to tell the whiskey aisle shopper that its contents is indeed clear and still a whiskey.
In certain contexts this minimalism could be interpreted as pretense, but sitting on the table in my apartment, it just looks clean and serious.
Tasting:
Yep, as you might expect, this smells like fresh distillate. The harshness is a little muted from what its peak no doubt was, but I don’t know whether to chalk that up to bringing it down to 80 proof, the brief aging period, or both. Difficult to make out anything particularly wheaty like you might whiff in something like Bernheim. Generally a pleasant nose though.
When drinking, the first sensation is sweet and dry: raspberries and the smell of sun-bleached driftwood. There’s a good deal of warmth on the palate for something this young and it’s surprisingly smooth. The berry/driftwood sense continues throughout, then fades into a slightly bitter, short-lived finish.
Over all:
This is a good one. Definitely a change of pace from your usual line-up of brown liquors and surprisingly different from the Georgia Moons of the world. As for how to drink it, putting it on the rocks might mute the more delicate flavors beyond repair, but adding a drop or two of simple syrup and some mint might not be a bad idea to compliment DDW’s strengths. It’s not an all time favorite, but I have to say I’m impressed what they’ve done to make an enjoyable white whiskey and it’s a worthy addition to anyone’s cabinet if they’re looking for something that’s a change of pace.
Back in full health and back into bourbon blogging – with a well regarded single barrel no less in Rock Hill Farms.
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Apologies for the poor picture-quality, I still can’t find the charger for my camera battery.
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