Quoth the Raven , Nevermore – Beefeater Crown Jewel Gin Discontinued

Put this in any liquid thing you will
    And drink it off, and if you had the strength
    Of twenty men, it would dispatch you straight.
ACT V. Scene I. Romeo & Juliet

Some love affairs are doomed right from the start. I feel like I’ve found rock genius just before she dies of an overdose.

Beefeater came to market with Crown Jewel back in 1993 when premium hadn’t been eclipsed by super and uber as the top rungs of the spirit ladder.

In an epic purple bottle with the legend of the Tower ravens ion the reverse. The legend states that the ravens must be found at the Tower, else the Tower and the Monarchy shall fall. The Ravens have all been killed at least once, during the Blitz when Germany bombed London. They were repopulated, and continue to be, hanging out next to the Bloody Tower in the care of a Beefeater with the fantastic title, the Raven Master.

I digress however, the Gin itself is an epic flavour hit. Full of Juniper and none of the softness that seems to be in favour with 24 and Oxley with their grapefruity tastes. bottled at 50%ABV it makes a great and quite lethal martini.

The Gin has recently been discontinued, but can be found at the astonishingly cheap price of $34 for a liter at the Wellington Airport in New Zealand, almost worth risking death in landing there.


7 thoughts on “Quoth the Raven , Nevermore – Beefeater Crown Jewel Gin Discontinued

  1. Discontinued already?

    I have only ever seen the stuff in duty free and keep passing it up in favor of other things.

    Much as I like gin, whiskey or rum always seem the more natural fit as traveling companions.

    Gin implies serious mixing, and serious mixing implies a fixed abode.

  2. Colin says:

    Still very very limited stock at the Prouds Duty Free store in….. wait for it…… sunny NADI (Fiji).

    That’s almost justification enough to fly to paradise!

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  4. Jamie says:

    Still have two bottles left after eking out the third over four years, already mourning the moment when the last drop passes my lips. No occasion seems special enough yet every nip is a moment special in itself.

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