Móinteach

You said you wanted more! So I listened..here it is.

Continuing the peated theme sees the inaugural release of the new expression of Irish style móinteach (peaty) triple distilled Single Malt whiskey, from an Fear Grinn (the smallest independent on the island and Dundalk’s own whiskey brand!).

And I hope you like it!

Matured in first-fill American Bourbon barrels then carefully selected and sampled producing this unique profile of integrated flavours – an accessible and beautifully balanced whiskey offering a distinctive experience of peated malt.

An inaugural consignment of 1000 bottles.
 
Hand filled and labeled. Non-chill filtered-Triple distilled – 46% ABV

Now the really good bit!

Aromas:
Rich, deep aromas of sweet smoke, warm apple tart and notes of wild orange and pure lemon oils, heady aromas of earthy woodland green herbs and earl grey tea.

Palate:
Mouthfilling and creamy with peppery sweet peat, warm lemon pastry and crisp, tangy green apples, dark rich melted toffee layering in concert with a heady mix of rich spice and well ripened yellow fruits.

Finish:
Lovely warm mellow peat finish, with the green and yellow fruit notes combining perfectly to linger on the palate and a warm fadaway into a  sweet tea finale.

What they’re saying…!

“Triple distilled peated malt all aged in first fill bourbon casks, this is another knock out entry onto the Irish peat category!”

“Another great release from the guys at An Fear Grinn. This is one for the peat lovers and people who want to start exploring peat. It also has a great balance of sweet and smoke which really appeals to me”

“This one really surprised me. I didn’t think I would enjoy it as much as I did. There is a real zing to this. It feels fresh and the peat is right at a nice level. It’s kinda like biting into a smokey lemon and really wakens up the senses.”

“I really loved the previous expression An Fear Grinn put out and this one has succeeded in crafting something magnificent again!”

“A gorgeous drying out, tingling sensation – reminding me of the warm glow from the fading embers of a hearty fire wrapping me in it’s comforting embrace.” “Móinteach – my kinda whiskey!”