Elijah Craig Barrel Proof C925 Bourbon Review – 9yr/129-Proof Bargain
As good as this 9-year C925 is, it makes me long for the labyrinthine nuances of those earlier, older versions. This one is simpler, but still expectedly delicious.
As good as this 9-year C925 is, it makes me long for the labyrinthine nuances of those earlier, older versions. This one is simpler, but still expectedly delicious.
In this case, Blue Run is asking $125 for a whiskey blend that’s half Bourye’s, age, lacking Bourye’s well-earned reputation and triple the price for Knob Creek’s iteration–all while delivering a product low on complexity and flavor compared to those.
On the nose is a battle between fruit and minerality, olfactory soldiers armed with aromatics derived from airborne yeast, cooked agave, tahona crushing and finishing in those ex-American whiskey, ex-PdC and ex-Madeira casks.
Not only is it delicious, it’s unique. This release marks the first time any spirit in the Beam portfolio was aged in ex-tequila casks, and it is–to my palate–an historically powerful bourbon that’s beneficially tamed because of that.
This is one of those bottles that makes me want to say to Chris Morris, “Just do more of this, please. Lots more of it.”
On the palate, its 100 proof delivers satisfying spice and tingle while staying supple and enjoyable neat. Toasted oak is prominent, but not in the heavy-handed, newly sawn lumber way of many toasted barrels that dominate the maturate resting within them.
My shifting preferences also point out how delicious and keenly unique every batch of Cellar Aged actually is. And that has me thinking … Maybe that $174.99 price tag isn’t as high as I initially thought.
If you’re curious about how its blending team landed on 92 proof, Rift said she and her colleagues weren’t happy with higher-proof iterations. When samples dipped below 100, it came alive, so they kept proofing it downward.
On the nose you find all of that and more. It comes in waves of dried flowers, baked pastry, allspice and that classic Juicy Fruit gum bomb.
One immediately reached for an ECBP, pulled the cork, closed his eyes and took a long, patient sniff. He said that aroma was exactly the smell of the conflagration that awful day, and then poured himself a glass.