In addition to the great news of the re-release of
their dramspanking 16yr, anCnoc are well and truly ‘anCnoc noc knocking
on heavens dramming door’ with the release of their new 22yr bottling.

Exuding a refreshingly vibrant infusion of all that is
traditional and contemporary, in just over a year I’ve been introduced and seduced
by a glorious gaggle of anCnoc’s dramming offerings, from their stunning 12, 16
and 35yr bottling’s to a whole clutch of vintage releases and even a Peter
Arkle limited edition or two.

This latest release not only punctuates and sandwiches
itself perfectly into the range, but it’s also a worthy and great testament to
one of the most exciting Highland whisky brands of the moment.

The nose kicks off with sumptuous, sweet and seductive waves
of freshly baked bramley apple pie, spiced apple cake and wait for it even more
apple in the form of a pack of sour apple Chewits. Followed by a sweet splendorous
surge of ripe autumn berries.

Baked pears covered in oozing dark caramel served with a big
scoop of Häagen Dazs praline ice cream make for the next set of nasal niceties,
along with the aromas from a wedge of heavily bourbon and sherry laced
Christmas cake and a rather alluring floral flounce of citrus freshness.

A generous glug-ette of clove infused honey and an assertive
waft of smoke from an oak and maple wood chip fuelled barbecue then adds a
superb level of balance and depth to the proceedings.

The palate kicks off with yet more autumn berry action, this
time of the boiled and transformed into a coulis variety and infused with
woodspice, cloves and lavender, then drizzled liberally over a bowl of Hocking’s
North Devonshire ice cream.

Stewed prunes, honey covered pears and lemon verbena make
for the next set of palatable pleasures, followed by balancing bouts of whimpering
wood smoke and a cheeky pinch of ground pimento.

Once this sensual and seductive drop of drammage has
finished teasing and tantalising the senses, it makes one final flirtatious
flounce on its finish, delivering a long lingering luscious lunge of palatable postplay.