Nightcap at the nursing home I'm getting aroma of honeyed oak, Licorice root, campfire smoke. Bursting with ripe red berries, Strawberries, raspberries, cherries. Exotic spices from places far flung, Smooth as ice cream on my tongue. Hints of vanilla, molasses, Sophisticated, not for the masses. A nose like a Roman empire, Aftertaste, warm winter fire. Gorgeously good, liquid silk. Shut up you old fool! Drink your milk.