We say “smoky” the way we say “blue”—as if the single word is enough to describe the myriad versions and variations of such a spectrum.
But peat never paints in one tone. It gives you sticking-plaster and driftwood fire, lemon over kelp and engine room after rain, chocolate ash and heather ember…and that’s just a start.
Pour a peated dram and let it sit. First you might get a clean, medicinal waft; then something darker and tarry; finally a lift of citrus skating across rope and seaweed.
If the label only says “peated”, why does your glass wander?
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