Alyssa T.
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It does, thank you.
No it means I'd provide a chaser for you.
Perhaps I'm not genteel enough, but there's no such thing as a good scotch.
*Warning: A completely petty gripe of no real world consequence is about to follow*
My wife had her friends over this weekend. When they all get together they can really knock them back. I don't begrudge her that. It is good to just cut loose with your friends every now and then.
But unbeknownst to me they ran out of Jack Daniels and decided to help themselves to my $120 bottle of Glenmorangie 18 Year Old Extremely Rare Single Malt Scotch. It was almost full as I had only had maybe two fingers worth of it so far. And I will say that it was delicious. So delicious.
But now it is gone. And what just adds salt to the wound is they were doing shots with it and mixing it with COLA!
I never even had a chance to say goodbye.
I feel your pain. My wife would never touch any of my good stuff, mostly because she doesn't like any of it. At most she would drink rum in a mixed drink, maybe vodka. never any form of whiskey.
Spoilsport.
You either like the taste or you don't - no inbetween with scotch, nothing to do with being genteel. If you like it, you can tell the difference between a cheap nasty mixing whisky that drunk by itself will run your throat raw and a well aged smooth sipping whiskey.
I had a pre-embargo cuban bottle of Bacardi....
My wife made rum and cokes.
Spoilsport.
You either like the taste or you don't - no inbetween with scotch, nothing to do with being genteel. If you like it, you can tell the difference between a cheap nasty mixing whisky that drunk by itself will run your throat raw and a well aged smooth sipping whiskey.
All i know is, if the bottle costs $120, it needs to be a 5 gal. bottle. ~
I hated scotch when I was younger until I decided to try some very rare, high end stuff my parents brought out after dinner one night. Turns out I just didn't like cheap scotch
Now I drink it all but still greatly prefer the better ones. I do find that the more I drink, the more i like the peaty islay single malts.
both sides of my family were in the untaxed liquor trade. Dad told on himself, recalling that when he was a young boy, he would hide to watch and see where Uncle Orben buried his freshly brewed moonshine. he would later dig some of the jugs up and take them to town to trade for marblesI was about 9 when I first started trying my father's whisky and his guinness so I've always had a liking for the two. My mum used to mix his whiskey with milk and that infuriated him more than when he discovered I had learned where he kept the whisky. :mrgreen:
*Warning: A completely petty gripe of no real world consequence is about to follow*
My wife had her friends over this weekend. When they all get together they can really knock them back. I don't begrudge her that. It is good to just cut loose with your friends every now and then.
But unbeknownst to me they ran out of Jack Daniels and decided to help themselves to my $120 bottle of Glenmorangie 18 Year Old Extremely Rare Single Malt Scotch. It was almost full as I had only had maybe two fingers worth of it so far. And I will say that it was delicious. So delicious.
But now it is gone. And what just adds salt to the wound is they were doing shots with it and mixing it with COLA!
I never even had a chance to say goodbye.
that particular scotch is a sipping drink
not a cocktail alcohol
certain bourbons, scotches, and ryes are not meant to be mixed
others....no big deal
just as you wouldnt use a $ 100 bordeaux wine as a mixer in a spritzer....just isnt done
hope that helps
omg...i have become an alcohol elitist.....:lol:
Just be lucky you don't drink the actual good stuff like a Macallan 25
You're wife and her friends sound like my kind of girls! I'd mix it as well.
And I'm out! :inandout:
All i know is, if the bottle costs $120, it needs to be a 5 gal. bottle.
I drink bourbon. There are several high dollar bourbons for people who don't like the taste.
I hated scotch when I was younger until I decided to try some very rare, high end stuff my parents brought out after dinner one night. Turns out I just didn't like cheap scotch
Now I drink it all but still greatly prefer the better ones. I do find that the more I drink, the more i like the peaty islay single malts.
Ouch!
I'd be teed-off too!
Thank God my wife is pretty well versed in what's going-on in our wine cellar (she cherishes Bordeaux - I think she has good taste!).
But I think as the man of the house, you've been a bit negligent in your husbandly duties.
I propose:
- You educate your wife in any knowledge deficiencies she may have, as to the goings-on in your marital liquor cabinet. I suggest adding a 'workshop' component to the academic portion of the tutorial, including plenty of tasting & comparison, preferably on a Saturday night when the kids are out!
- You hereafter provide an adequate stash of appropriate beverages, so your wife will not fall-short in front of her friends again!
Step-up to the challenge buddy, you can do it! :thumbs:
*Warning: A completely petty gripe of no real world consequence is about to follow*
My wife had her friends over this weekend. When they all get together they can really knock them back. I don't begrudge her that. It is good to just cut loose with your friends every now and then.
But unbeknownst to me they ran out of Jack Daniels and decided to help themselves to my $120 bottle of Glenmorangie 18 Year Old Extremely Rare Single Malt Scotch. It was almost full as I had only had maybe two fingers worth of it so far. And I will say that it was delicious. So delicious.
But now it is gone. And what just adds salt to the wound is they were doing shots with it and mixing it with COLA!
I never even had a chance to say goodbye.
Let me guess.both sides of my family were in the untaxed liquor trade. Dad told on himself, recalling that when he was a young boy, he would hide to watch and see where Uncle Orben buried his freshly brewed moonshine. he would later dig some of the jugs up and take them to town to trade for marbles
That sounds pretty dayem good, tech30528, even the Beam & all.Last week we had a cold snap, so I took the opportunity to fire up the wood stove (which doubles as a smoker) and smoke a ham. I inject the ham with a mixture of cinnamon apple sauce and bourbon. All I had on hand was... Devil's Cut. It was delicious BTW.
Agreed. Just buy them lots of cheap vodka, and fruity stuff like Snapple to mix it with.