Querelle Pierre Guillaume 2006

After the exciting comments here, expectations were naturally raised in me when I bought it. The favor to fulfill them, he has not quite done me.

The black cumin is original as an ingredient, instantly recognizable but not always easy to stomach (just like the same fresh-pressed oil I got from the market, which dominates every meal, is so distinct and exotic that it doesn't like to fit into any recipe - maybe that's the querulousness of the title).

Together with myrrh, moss and frankincense here anyway quite pungent, somehow metallic. Even when slightly overdosed, Querelle gives me a headache with this bite. Then in the drydown, the spiciness is almost gone. Soothing tonka and amber also take a lot of time and appear late, for me only after 60-90 minutes, but then the really nice finish lingers for some time, tw. until the next morning. Since Q. then sucks in again something.

Find the name, despite Querkümmel, generally not really hit, disreputable harbor pubs and Schmuddel-Matrosen reminds here now really nothing. Too clear, strict, arrogant, clean he comes along, so also rather unerotisch, but that may also be because I'm always a little strained at the beginning and can relax with him not so good.

On hot days it comes better: a fresh, wake-up kick in the nose-butt. In fact, also not a bad office fragrance, because he does not oppress anyone, but still brings a small, unusual spice extra.

Have him since January, we had no easy relationship start, I had Monsieur already sent to the souk desert, but I try it every now and then, just currently whether the heat.
And as Eefje van Dampen says: relationship is work, work, work.

So I'm still working a little further on us - because ne really cool sock he is yes.