I just read Alyssa Bereznak’s description of how she was introduced to Glenlivet Alpha by way of a sensory deprivation chamber and a process that I thought would be fun. She described it as a torture chamber!
We were ordered to “nose” the glass. “Really allow that magnificent bouquet to waft over you,” he said, barring us from actually “mouthing” the glass, which is what most of us were there to do. Our guards quickly removed the tumblers from our hands and replaced them with one full of fragrant cinnamon. We were forced to inhale. My throat threatened to cinch itself shut.
Next came a container of fresh-baked oatmeal cookies, which we were not allowed to eat, only fleetingly sniff. In a move straight out of Torture 101, the tin was torn from our hands after the briefest of sniffs. They were trying to break our spirits.
Next came the scent of liquid vanilla extract. Then came more “nosing.” How much can one person endure?
One of the most fun experiences I had was when I visited The Macallan and took their distiller tour. Part of the tour included a hallway filled with glass jars of various common “notes” people mention when talking scotch. It was there that I learned the huge difference in what experts mean when they say dry fruit versus fresh fruit.
What Alyssa describes as torture, I think would be a lot of fun.