To Couldn't get on with this
"on the rocks with a splash of pepsi"
Good lord man, that's blasphemy
Master of Malt Customer Feb 22, 2014
Very smooth
Superstition is fantastic and the peaty taste is very welcome. Cant wait to try their Prophecy (heavily peated)as I love the flavour. Superb whiskey
Master of Malt Customer Feb 22, 2014
Pleasantly, and delightfully, surprised!
First off.... I really enjoyed the comments on this page. All of them! Every hint, every niche, every pinpoint of everyone's comment was truthful to the nature of this Single Malt.
In all fairness, it a medium-level, all-inclusive, not-quite-standard-yet-fully-distinct Scotch. For ardent Single Malt lovers... it brings an air of nostalgia to the lesser whiskys from the past. For the Precepts into the world of SM-Scotch, it's a bit too harsh. For the mid-level lot, it's hit or miss.
And yes, Jura Superstition is all of that! But yet, it carries a finesse that can't quite be hit upon at any rate.
I didn't get the "Tequila" aspect as others did from the glass. It wasn't until I took a few good whiffs straight from the neck of the bottle that I found it. Yes, it does carry a level of that Spirit's essence. But for my own opine, I cannot mark that as a negative. To me, it's quite fascinating. Again, just for myself, I find the note of the nose from the neck of the bottle as close to some of the best Anejo's I've ever had. It's not a nose I would associate with Blancos or Reposados.
As far as the flavors it carries, it is quite a mixed bag. It's almost as if the Distiller wanted to incorporate anything and everything that all the Scotch lovers of the world want in their drink, and crammed it into one bottle.
At first sip, it's harsh, smoky, delicately sweet, yet limp at the end. On second sip, it airs out more to a pleasant peat smoke, followed by a richer caramel/marzipan sugar coat, to which the finish is almost soothing. On third sip, smoke and peat fight for recognition, followed by traces of brown sugar, honey, chewy malt.... all to finish off with all those aspects as they wither into oblivion.
With a drip of water, it almost transforms into a perfume/heather oasis. At this stage, it becomes a concurrent mosh of Islay & Speyside. Floral dew intertwines with briny peat, enveloping your tongue with treacle, finishing off like jazz.
Going further and dropping a cube of ice into the mix, it becomes a playground of petulant, sugar-addled children. Every note of the Scotch runs around, vying for not only your attention, but unrequited appreciation.
At times, it does come off as the cheapest blend. At others, it hints of a refined masterpiece. But overall, it sways back and forth in twain.
It definitely should be a recommend to try. And, you just may fall in love with it fully. It truly is an enigma at best, and a fine experiment at its worst.
