Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man,
play a song for me
I'm not sleepy
and there ain't no place I'm goin' to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man,
play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning,
I'll come followin' you
Take me for a trip upon
your magic swirling ship
All my senses have been stripped
And my hands can't feel to grip
And my toes too numb to step
Wait only for my boot heels to be wanderin'
I'm ready to go anywhere,
I'm ready for to fade
Unto my own parade
Cast your dancing spell my way
I promise to go under it
slow and smooth…as a good day should be.
Though there are good whiskys, I prefer mine with an e.
How do you get 3 woods?
The picture’s about 10yo so I forget where I got it. Quite likely Applejacks on the west side of Denver (Wheat Ridge). Very peaty as I recall.
www dot laphroaig dot com/en-gb/whiskies/iconic/triple-wood
uh-oh
Did you know feral animals are often rabid and need to be put down? Raccoons are particularly susceptible; we don’t have a problem with fox or possums. I have to try and keep my cats away from them. I hear a shotgun with #6 shot is effective.
Sorry Tom. Something wasn’t right with this comment.
I’m no whiskey connoisseur, but I was gifted a bottle of Macallan once. It got emptied for me somewhat rapidly. It normally takes about six months to finish a bottle of High Country Rye. The Macallan was just easier to sip. I have no idea if it’s worth what you have to pay for it.
Macallan’s is not low quality stuff but like most things, it’s worth what you’re willing to pay. Not a conscious decision, but I’ve not even had a beer in well over a year – not that I was ever considered a heavy drinker. But a nice (neat) shot of good scotch is often enjoyable with friends.
In no particular order, a peak into my whisky cabinet (which isn’t a cabinet, but the top shelf in our pantry) reveals….
-A MacAllan. I’d have to look to see exactly what it is.
-A Copper Alley-I bought this because of the copper connection to Arizona and that it is produced by an outfit called the Dublin Liberties. It is a single malt, but the the Irish insist on spelling the “whiskey” with an “e”, so they’re breaking all the rules.
– A Lime Burner. Produced by some distillery in western Australia.
-Several from Glenfiddich. There’s a 12, a 15 and an 18. We toured the distillery maybe 14 years ago and we had the label of the 18 printed in honor of our then-anniversary. My favorite is the 15.
-A Hibiki sampler size. Don’t care for it.
-A Yamazaki sampler too. I don’t care for this either.
-An Abelorn 12.
-A Balvienie 14. Bought it on the recommendation of somebody’s list.
-A Burnichladdich. I’ll get to more on this name below.
-A Bowmore that I bought on Guam. As I recall, it was relatively inexpensive, but buying it was a mistake. My trip took me back through Japan, which meant that I had to declare it on my entry, and then pay a duty on it. The whole point of buying a whisky in a Duty Free is to not pay duties.
-A GlenGrant.
-A Glenlivet Captain’s Reserve. I was a Captain on what we called a Reserve trip, and it was a perfect purchase. Purple box.
The above list might make you think that I take a sip rather frequently, but that’s not the case. I’ve got far more that I ought to have, and somebody will have to finish it off at my wake.
My whisky tastes are simple. All the “a hint of apple and a finish of vanilla” is just marketing. I either like it or I don’t. All that other stuff goes right past me.
My theory on whisky is that they start with some story or legend and then apply that to whatever they’re cooking up in the distillery. For example, the Dublin Liberties: “Going back to the 11th century, the Liberties was an area that fell outside of Dublin city walls and as such, it was outside of Dublin’s jurisdiction, law and taxes. It was the hub of bustling trade and illicit enterprise.” That’s a tale that has some appeal when I read it on a website or the back of a box. Its either one of those tales, or they tell us about the wonderful water they have in some area of remote Scotland….convienently a place with some unpronouncable name. “I can’t pronounce it so it must be good.“