sour dough
oily rags and salt and pepper crisps – eventually wisps of light smoke
Sticky and treacly aromas coated the nose like the molten jacket of a freshly dipped toffee apple
Passing the amusements with fruit stalls and shooting galleys our noses lead us to the fish and chip stall with the aroma of hot vinegar
We refreshed ourselves with bowls of greengages
Cask No. 66.154 Lowland sour doughCask No. 66. 154 Robocow Highland, Eastern The Panel found themselves squarely in an old highland farmyard at first nosing. Bags of earth, hay, silage, soot, old tool boxes, hessian and a big medicinal aspect with notes of mercurochrome and TCP. Charred pineapple, peat oils, bacon and salty minerals also appear. With water the smokiness gets louder with notes of soy sauce, burning heather, smoked lobster and a slug of 80 shilling beer. The palate