November 21, 2012

• Scotch Scotch Scotch

  I’m a scotch fan. It’s true, I said it. Back in my younger days, couldnt stand the taste of beer, much less brown liquor. Then, on my entry into medical school, I suddenly found the incentive to drink. And the universe provided me with a wonderful teacher, one of my closest friends, Jayan, who tragically, is now deceased. One of the last gifts I received from him was a bottle of Aberlour 12 year single malt liquor. And my drinking life changed forever. 

  So of course there was no way I was going to go to Scotland without partaking of the national drink!

  

  

  Prepare to have a Scotch Whisky Experience!

  

  First we went on a pirates of the carribean style ride in a whisky barrel, learning about the distilling process and signing yo ho yo ho, lets drink some whisky!

  

  This was my favorite room on the ride.

  

  After a brief tasting (to be fair, though brief, it was already the 4th tasting for us of the morning, and we were perhaps a little tipsy-hence lack of detail in these posts) we went on to see one of the largest scotch collections in the world. Please brace yourselves

  

  

  

  

  

  Headless Monk Scotch on the right…

  

  

  

  Golf Scotch center

  

  

  The oldest bottles in the collection, almost entirely evaporated to the Angels

  

  

  

  

  

  

  Yes, I drank all of that

  

  And might have believed that barrel was also full of scotch, or that I had developed super strength. Things get hazy at this point, but use the redness of my face to light your way home

   

  I spent about 300 on Scotch to bring back with me, including An Noc Peter Arkle limited 1st edition, Mortlach Flora and Fauna and Ben Riadh 15 year…all single malts, all difficult to get outside of the UK and all delicious. They have been added to my current collection which also includes the standard Aberlour 12 year, Lagavulin 16, Ardberg 10, Cutty Sark, and The only blend in my collection, a bottle of Johnny Blue.

  Other adventures were had that day, but with the warmth in my belly and the smile on my face, I have all the memories I need.

  Slainte! (pronounced slan-ja) to all of you, i’ve inspired myself to have a glass of scotch before bed.

   

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