Colours: Shades of grey and yellow as per my spectrally limited vision. 
Noses: Not my thing, lacks the pungency of raw fish, oh look a spider...
Palate: I’m in love! Actually this is swill. I may return to this later if I can surmount this overwhelming sense of disinterest.
Finish: If I can still taste it after my nap I’ll let you know. 
Score: 98 points. And 3 points.
Comments: Our species traversed the energy pathways between countless universes to enslave this puny race and entomb them as fuel for the eternally expanding consciousness of our Almighty Cat Lord, Brigadier SnuggleFluffles. NOT to record tasting notes! Now, do your duty and firmly scratch my lower back.