Thompson’s Gin Reviewed by Honest Tom
What are the French good at? Dispersing rioting crowds with water cannons? Hating the British? Infidelity? If I was wearing my Jeremy Clarkson hat (which god willing never happens) and had just completed my hour long course in Stand-up Comedy 101,I would be quick to shout “surrendering”! I would like to state for the record that I am not a troglodyte oaf and any remedial is capable of seeing that the French have accomplished an insane amount when it comes to world culture. For example, there has been no surrender in terms of perfecting and crafting some of the world’s best wines and brandies, and don’t get me started on cheese unless you want to read my demented ramblings for the next 80,000 words. So in conclusion, the French don’t surrender at all when it comes to food and drink and I admire them for this. Thus, imagine my excitement when I heard about the prospect of a French gin.
In truth, I wasn’t really that excited at all. My previous experience with French gin consisted of Paul Devoille’s 999.9 Gold Finest Blend Gin (yes, that really is its full name) and it had been troublesome. I liked PD’s999.9GFBG (as I like to call it), but it was a bit more like Benedictine than gin, not quite to my taste. Also, it looks like something you would find in the house of somebody who has their own spray tan machine; a bit gaudy and not really in keeping with the British gin vibe. I am a pessimist with spirits and on that basis alone, I assumed that Thompson’s Small Batch Gin would be about as good as a landline phone call from a mildly racist uncle at Christmas. But, the reality is that it is as good as finding out that the said uncle has just run off with a black rent boy. How’s that for a fucking metaphor?
Thompson’s is one of my all-time favourites. I love the French and I love them even more for making this glorious gin.
Thompson’s is one of my all-time favourites. I love the French and I love them even more for making this glorious gin. Let’s start with the technical stuff. Thompson’s is made from a neutral spirit base comprised of a selection of Bordeaux grapes, so really, I suppose it starts life as a kind of grappa, which really contributes to the aromas which are fragrant as hell. It is the distilled with 15 botanicals including sweet orange peel, vineyard peaches, pepper, ginger and my favourite: caviar (although it must be stressed that this is a bit of gimmicky bullshit which adds piss all to the gin itself, still, it sounds good). The upshot is, the gin is full bodied and seriously floral and with a spice that lingers long into the finish. If you like flavour, then you will love this gin. Stop dicking about with mixers and forget about bloody cocktails. Just put this gin on ice and revel in it’s awesome taste.
I would also like to add that most British distilleries should be ashamed of their hideous grammar (previously highlighted in my Brockmans review). It is eye opening that it has taken a French Gin to put an apostrophe in the correct place. Well done guys, keep up that très bon travail.
Thompson’s is only 30ish quid, so put down your latest overpriced shitty Sipsmith incarnation and buy this. The bottle is elegant and you will be able to dazzle all of your comrades with the fancy French words and cool glass stopper. Your neighbours will be envious of you in a comparable way to when they first heard that somebody on their street had tried curry or went to Alicante in the 70s. This gin makes me feel continental and sophisticated and helps me to forget that I was born in Great Yarmouth. Stay Classy, drink Thompson’s.
You can buy Thompson’s Gin at The Whisky Exchange or on Amazon.