My Studly Hubby has always had a weird liquor palate. He doesn't like beer and instead prefers manly hard liquors like whisky and tequila. His favorite drink is the Manhattan. So when he found out that all his coworkers are Scotch drinkers he joined right up and bought some fancy Scotch. Last week he bought Dalwhinnie (15-yr) Scotch and brought it home, and I even enjoyed it a little (but only when it's cut down to half by water). Yesterday he had the best Scotch he's ever tasted and today he ran right out and bought it; Laphroaig (quarter cask). We're going to try it tonight. Apparently Laphroaig tastes like rope, iodine, oak and fire according to a special Scotch reference book that his co-worker has on him at all times. I'm not sure how that could possibly be good but I'm going to remain open-minded.
I hear that Scotch is a classy drink. Like wine, there is a whole set of tasting rules and phrases that the true Scotch enthusiasts use when tasting it. You drink a 'dram' and 'let it breathe' and check if it's 'oily' and all kinds of crazy stuff. My Studly Hubby even claims he's partial to a certain kind of Scotch from a certain region of Scotland (is Scotland even that big?). So even though I'm not a big fan of Scotch, I'm picking up some of the culture through involuntary osmosis.
If this Scotch we're trying tonight is anything like it's supposed to be, I may need to wash it down (immediately) with a beer. And no Uncle Bruce, we're not alcoholics - we're just classy Scotch drinkers!!