Had the world ever imagined a spirit born of sesame?
In Fukuoka, a woman married into a distillery with three centuries of history. Amidst tradition, she harbored a bold vision: to create a spirit the world had never tasted. Yet, she sought not aggressive strength, but an embrace—warmth akin to a mother cradling a child.
Her choice was sesame—a path entirely untrodden. When the aroma of roasted seeds survives the heat of distillation, it transforms into a fragrance found nowhere else: nutty, faintly bitter, with a profound, rounded depth.
Beniotome. A rose emblem is quietly carved into the glass. Here, the resolve of a pioneer and the heart of a caregiver melt into a single form. Strength and softness coexist.
We invite you to pour hot water first, then the spirit. In the rising steam, the sesame blooms. A honeyed smoothness ascends, wrapping the senses. Sip, and feel the core of your body gently loosen. What was held tight begins to unravel, just a little.
Turn the bottle over. The names of those who crafted this spirit line up in silence.
Kofuku—happiness in the mouth. Perhaps that is the only truth this spirit seeks.