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An old rum barrel
I will try to tell a non-figurative story with this review.
Imagine you are in the world of Pirates of the Caribbean,
the sun is setting on the Canary Islands and you can feel the ice-cold sea breeze brushing through your beard.
The whole crew returns to the ship after a successful plunder.
Exhausted and yet happy.
The captain calls you over and says, "Get me the oldest barrel of rum you can find,
tonight is a special night,,
an order is an order,
you go immediately to the lower deck of the ship You go all the way to the back,
where there has been none for years. You laboriously fight your way through the whole spider's web until you finally see a single ancient barrel standing in the corner.
You knock on it and realize that it is a full white oak barrel.
Tired from the hard day, you roll the barrel up to the captain.
One blow with the sabre and the barrel opens.
You are quickly hit by the smell of rum paired with a strong note of tonka bean, caramel and in the background you can smell
slightly a vanilla, cinnamon and a hint of passion fruit.
Before you take your first shot, your already drunk companion stumbles over the barrel and shakes the precious drop onto your leather trousers The smell of the leather combined with the musk of your skin will blow you away While the others are drinking, you sit in the corner and watch the smell solidify and dry.
You have never smelled anything like it in your life, such perfection of a scent.
Imagine you are in the world of Pirates of the Caribbean,
the sun is setting on the Canary Islands and you can feel the ice-cold sea breeze brushing through your beard.
The whole crew returns to the ship after a successful plunder.
Exhausted and yet happy.
The captain calls you over and says, "Get me the oldest barrel of rum you can find,
tonight is a special night,,
an order is an order,
you go immediately to the lower deck of the ship You go all the way to the back,
where there has been none for years. You laboriously fight your way through the whole spider's web until you finally see a single ancient barrel standing in the corner.
You knock on it and realize that it is a full white oak barrel.
Tired from the hard day, you roll the barrel up to the captain.
One blow with the sabre and the barrel opens.
You are quickly hit by the smell of rum paired with a strong note of tonka bean, caramel and in the background you can smell
slightly a vanilla, cinnamon and a hint of passion fruit.
Before you take your first shot, your already drunk companion stumbles over the barrel and shakes the precious drop onto your leather trousers The smell of the leather combined with the musk of your skin will blow you away While the others are drinking, you sit in the corner and watch the smell solidify and dry.
You have never smelled anything like it in your life, such perfection of a scent.
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