I just sipped it for the first time; I made a sip and moved toward placing the glass on the table. Halfway toward that movement an explosion of iron in the "back-taste"... that maraschino of much more sweeeter fame. Majestic. Consider it a strange, mid-path in between a vieux carrè and a trident. You could sub possibly the maraschino for the akuavit (i don't have it) but i feel like somehow that explosion of iron in the aftertaste of the maraschino has something to do also with the sweet of the italian liquor, which in the aquavit would not exist at all (and thankfully).