"Sumatra Triple Pick Lintong There's a swamp mud jungle funk going on here. Aromatically, Doctor Livingston's cherries have fallen out of his knapsack and lie among the moldering leaves, next to a bog. An Irish peat bog. Lightly singed. In Sumatra. Go figure. That smoky peat-water thing carries to the body - ROBUST I believe is the word. Sweet, voluptuous presentation quickly yields to the gripping, chunky tannins wrapped in licorice that dominate the midpalate. Longgggg finish spiked with orange rind, cardamon,wood shavings, and leaf mould. This is potent stuff. Diane can't drink it. (She loved the Etheopian Mothership.) My inner orangutan, however, loves it. "