I knocked off the last of a bottle of Highland Park 12 last night. It had been a gift from a wonderful Glaswegian (former) girlfiend of mine, so it saddened me to see it go. Alas, all good bottles must come to an end. Once I stopped crying I poured myself two fingers of Black Bottle for a nightcap. Man, that stuff sure is drinkable and a hell of a bargain at $18!
I picked up a bottle of Balvenie doublewood 12 last night. Hope to try a little taste tonight. The manager at the liquor store suggested that I track down the Dec'08 issue of Men's Health for an excellent article on Scotch. Anybody see that article?
The Balvenie DoubleWood is on our ABC price list for $51.99. Fortunately, I live on the AL/FL line. I can get it in Pensacola (easy drive) at a privately owned store operated by friendly folks (unlike some state store employees I've come across lately) for $39.99. What are prices like in Chicago?
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I did a lot of reading on the Islay single-malts and the tastes described intrigued me to the point where I wanted to experience it myself. The Bowmore had all those tastes - smoke, peat - that kept coming back to me for a couple of days. It won't be a regular pour, but I can see getting the urge to go back to it. I guess I had read enough to not be jolted, but I really didn't believe what I'd read 'til I tried it. Heck, even my wife was intrigued enough to try it and she appreciated the fact that she could taste the peat and the smoke even though she may never want to taste it again.
Trying this stuff was really happenstance. At the same time I was reading up on single-malts and mentioning some of the unique qualities of those from Islay to my wife, she was reading a novel that was set in Scotland which mentioned the locals burning peat for heating and the smells, etc. Curiosity got the best of us.
My brother came over and tried the Bowmore earlier this week. We discussed the tastes beforehand so he wouldn't be caught off guard. he said it was the only drink he'd had that produced a vivid painting in his mind. I think he mentioned waves beating against a rocky coastline, salt spray, an old wooden ship, etc. (I try not to get into his head. One could get lost in there.)
Funny how some people take to smoky malts right away and others are repelled by them initially. I couldn't stand Lagavulin at first and even Highland Park was a little too smoky, but now these are some of my favourites.