Wear a kilt, be a hit.

The redhead was my motorcycle instructor, the other gal I met the night before at Binney's. Is it me, or the kilt?
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The redhead was my motorcycle instructor, the other gal I met the night before at Binney's. Is it me, or the kilt?
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When doing an Islay scotch tasting, my first choice is Bowmore Legend. It has an overall typical taste of smoke and honey. Interestingly, although Bowmore makes several whiskies, Legend is undated as far as age is concerned, even though it is a single malt. This means that is is a combination of several ages of single malts, but it is not a blend. It also has meant a low price relative to other single malts from Islay.
The Legend used to be bottled in the same packaging as the more expensive aged varieties. No more, Bowmore! My last bottle came without the cardboard tube and in a less expensive bottle.
Why is the world closing in on me at my advanced age?
I am particularly fond of whisky from Islay, and usually have a sample from each of the distilleries on the Island. One of my favorites is the 10-year old from Bruchladdich. Sadly it is becoming more and more difficult to find as the distiller is now pushing a 12-year old and numerous secondary labels like "Yellow Submarine" and whatever aged in old wine barrels.
Please for the sake of us purists keep up the production of this classic. It has overtones of honey that are unmatched. In my Islay tastings this usually sits in the number two position.
In many countries and establishments a drink is a small, measured portion -- usually just a few centiliters. When you order it on the rocks, sometimes there's not much to drink. The result is a watered down disappointment.
When I make myself a drink I first select a glass. My favorite is a Waterford bar glass, heavy and substantial and even though it's medium sized you can easily accommodate a 4 ounce double.
I then fill it with ice as full as it can be. Then I fill it with whatever I am drinking all the way to the top.
The above applies to whiskey. Brandies are sniffed, beers are quaffed, and tonics are guzzlled, but when it comes to a single malt on the rocks, you have to step up to the plate.