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I find lemon curd, fried dough, and the metallic screaming carnival ride we know and love as the Zipper Deep inhales of my glass resemble the inhalation that follows a long sigh ringing out in the air that

I also definitely find some clear ringing traces of amburana wood having been used as part of the blend It's as enjoyable as your first time on a pirate ship swing ride at the carnival, with the excitement

Palate: My first sip is electric with zesty orange peel and peach rings. Another taste rings in a nondescript fruit basket.

Sipping down near the bottom of the glass shows off caramel chews, cherry skins and peach rings.

If the Barrell Craft Spirits motto rings "blended to never blend in," one might describe this release

Caramel, honeysuckle, butterscotch, and peach rings dance in the smoldering, long linger.

Sipping late into the glass shows off layers upon layers, like counting the rings on an arborist's cross-section

There's also sweet lemon custard and hints of a resinous cedar cigar box.

palate acclimation, as huge peach tones blossom on the tongue—tingly sweet like a sugary peach candy ring

After a sip, the savory tones amplify, calling to mind a stale barbecue sauce that's been on the fridge

Palate: My first sip is delicate but flavorful as sugary peach rings introduce a tall glass of sweet

Traditional Willett citrus from the rye portion of the mash bill rings true here, though very low in