Ostensibly pointless in a line-up that includes several superstars. But ever the clever nimble Ninja warrior, Domori’s magic psych plots the ‘Zero Point’ of Intention, Execution, & Result in this training bar for chocolate recruits before enlisting them in his cacáo boot camp that transforms poodles into pitbulls.
Appearance 3.4 / 5
|Surface:||par for Domori’s course – a little careless, even unsightly|
|Snap:||low plunk; good edge|
Aroma 5.2 / 10
a foul locker-room of odors: ginchy sweat, sour twang, blue cheese, & dirty smoke.... throw in some twigs, damp leaves, & clumps of mud stuck on the cleats; acrid for a semisweet - where’s the sugar?
Mouthfeel 12.3 / 15
|Melt:||... turns generous & melts out smooth w/ growing body|
Flavor 40.8 / 50
loads-in dried currant -> tobacco leaf -> lays the lumber on -> sugar pile up, taming to chocolate -> small choke of wild mushroom & green olive -> sugar holds Domori’s signature alcoholic notes in check &, combined with the melt, morphs currant into big grape -> persimmon gushes in -> closes off coffee/cocoa
Quality 16.4 / 20
More than just a sweeter, warmer, approachable version of the stellar Blend No. 1. Relatively simple & 2 dimensional – relies a lot on Venzy stock (Rio Caribe’s body with Sur del Lago fruit to cut thru it & hold its own against increased sugar content) - it’s an intro & demo to the Domori style... gateway to the much darker side of paradise while incorporating some of it in it.