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Last night, I attended a scotch tasting at Morrisson's in Woodland. It was fantastic fun. I sampled 7 different scotches from Glenmorangie and Ardbeg. Despite having a smidgeon of each type, one still gets rather ripped. Fortunately, there were little nibbles, or hors d'oeuvres, served to soak up the barley goodness.
I tried:
I learned a thing or two about scotch in a delightful atmosphere. Most notably, I learned how to UNLEASH THE SERPENT!
Apparently, that's a term scots use to explain the phenomena of adding a little water to your scotch. It does alter the bouquet and flavor quite strikingly.
In other news, I'm still laughing at the joke I heard last night:
Q: Hey, what's the difference between the Rolling Stones and Scottish men?
A: The stones say, "Hey, you! Get off of my Cloud!" whereas the scottish will say, "Hey, MacCloud! Get off of my ewe!"
I'm so easily amused.
From the "Slapstick at work" files, the following transpired:
J: Hey Annie! Would you come over here and poke my eyes out with hot pokers?
Me: Sure!
(Anne grabs her leatherman, pulls out the poker, grabs her matches and goes to J's desk and proceeds to heat the poker.)
J: Oh my god!
A: J, you want it, you got it.
Now to go practice my instruments.
I tried:
- Glenmorangie 10 year
- Glenmorangie Madeira Wood Finish (12 yr)
- Glenmorangie Port Wood Finish
- Glenmorangie Wood Sherry Finish
- Glenmorangie 18 year (smoooooove)
- Ardbeg 10 year
- Glenmorangie 15 year
I learned a thing or two about scotch in a delightful atmosphere. Most notably, I learned how to UNLEASH THE SERPENT!
Apparently, that's a term scots use to explain the phenomena of adding a little water to your scotch. It does alter the bouquet and flavor quite strikingly.
In other news, I'm still laughing at the joke I heard last night:
Q: Hey, what's the difference between the Rolling Stones and Scottish men?
A: The stones say, "Hey, you! Get off of my Cloud!" whereas the scottish will say, "Hey, MacCloud! Get off of my ewe!"
I'm so easily amused.
From the "Slapstick at work" files, the following transpired:
J: Hey Annie! Would you come over here and poke my eyes out with hot pokers?
Me: Sure!
(Anne grabs her leatherman, pulls out the poker, grabs her matches and goes to J's desk and proceeds to heat the poker.)
J: Oh my god!
A: J, you want it, you got it.
Now to go practice my instruments.