Sundowner is fascinating due to the fact that, despite the popular flavors of orange and chocolate, it actually gets salivary glands in action without being a food-like drink. The initial blast is a cloud of amber, spices liquor, and a thin pipe tobacco. But there’s an undertow of medicinal sourness, which tastes like wood chips that have been which have been fermented inside a rusty barrel. The Tauer signature is distinctive and distinctive, with a aroma of a rubbery, smoky smoke that reminds you of freshly-painted fences, the explosive sweet amber, and the piercing cinnamon, and all juxtaposed against a floral scent that could be rose. There are at least initially, some similarities with the PHI Une Rose de Kandahar with the exception of the fruity apricot preserve, and also to the muscular expansion in L’Air du Desert Marocain.
However, as I continue to wear this and the more I believe that Sundowner has something unique. When it covers the front with the smoky, fermented rock, Tauer sets the stage for the tobacco aroma to pop out through a different curtain instead of the typical one that is comprised of gingerbread, dried fruit and vanilla. As it transpires, sour is superior to sweet in creating the authentic smell of tobacco because Sundowner has one of the finest authentic, true-to-life versions of tobacco I’ve ever experienced. It’s rich, salty sweet, tart and sweet all simultaneously. The method of making it happen is not my knowledge nor do I am I interested. If you can find the spirit of tobacco and sold, you purchase it and let it take you for an unforgettable ride each time.
