A beautiful, full-bodied and poignant rum taste that softens into a light, creamy, and almost silky mouthfeel. Aged 14 years in single oak casks, this rum is like no other. Murderer’s Bay should be enjoyed neat or with an ice cube.
Molasses and sweet banana notes on the nose with a hint of orange zest and almonds. A soft, smooth, almost oily texture with earthy undertones and a round sweetness. Hand crafted from the finest molasses, our white rum is double distilled in our small batch copper still. Murderer's Bay Aged Rum is complex.
This rum has aged for 14 years in French Oak Casks.
An immensely smooth spirit with hints of vanilla bean, cream and.
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