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I love my wife but...

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.
 
No it means I'd provide a chaser for you. :)

Spoilsport.

Perhaps I'm not genteel enough, but there's no such thing as a good scotch.

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.
 
*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.





Just be lucky you don't drink the actual good stuff like a Macallan 25 ;)
 
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.



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 drink bourbon. There are several high dollar bourbons for people who don't like the taste.
 
I had a pre-embargo cuban bottle of Bacardi....


My wife made rum and cokes.

I am not really a rum drinker, I like having dark rum around because my wife makes an incredible rum cake but aside from that I really don't drink it much.

When it comes to the hard stuff I drink whiskey and cognac. Very occasionally something else and then pretty much as a mixer.

Though I can understand how upsetting it would be to have the good stuff wasted in a mixed drink by someone who does not/cannot appreciate as it is meant to be.
 
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 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.
 
All i know is, if the bottle costs $120, it needs to be a 5 gal. bottle. ~

Might as well just make homebrew and see what's left of your innards after a few years..
 
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.

I 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:
 
I 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:
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
 
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*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.

:shock: that's for your horror

:2wave: that's for your liquor

I have no words for the sin committed :eek::shoot:Oopsie
 
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:

Excellent analogy.
 
Just be lucky you don't drink the actual good stuff like a Macallan 25 ;)

You're not kidding. If I had that scotch I would probably rent it its own apartment so my wife would never find out about it.
 
You're wife and her friends sound like my kind of girls! I'd mix it as well.

And I'm out! :inandout:

Oh, no! You're talking sacrilege here!

I mean, cola...how could they?
 
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 love a good bourbon. Just the aroma alone is heavenly. My parents kept Johnny Walker Red around, and I mean whatever the size was that was on a spit or something. When I was a teen swiping and mixing whatever was around--yikes, scotch and Sprite--I went too far. Smell of scotch makes me sick. (Tequila too.)
 
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.

Yeah, that was me. My idea of scotch was Red Label, because that is what guys had in college. (By the way, of someone wants to mix scotch with cola, that is what Red Label is for). So I hated it. The last embassy gig I did before retiring from the military all the officers drank scotch. They would have scotch parties and everything. One of the talked me into going. He poured several different scotches into different glasses and had me taste them without telling me anything about them. The first thing he gave me turned out to be Red Label. I grimaced and said, "Sir, I told you, I don't like this stuff". He then gave me some others, some mid shelf and high shelf ones. Holy crap could I tell the difference! My palate wasn't refined enough to distinguish between different high shelf scotches but they were so smooth and delicious compared to the crap I had tried before.

At that time I still couldn't handle the peaty ones, though. I have acquired a taste for it since but can still only take it in small amounts on rare occasions.
 
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:



Agreed. Just buy them lots of cheap vodka, and fruity stuff like Snapple to mix it with.
 
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.
 
*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.

your wife has a right to drink your good stuff..... but doing shots and mixing with Cola?.... that's painful.



don't get any wise ideas, but i'm pretty sure " she mixed good scotch with cola" is a valid defense for homicide in at least 40 states.:lol:
 
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
Let me guess.

Now they're involved in NASCAR?
 
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.
That sounds pretty dayem good, tech30528, even the Beam & all.

Jim Beam was one of my H.S. drinks - not the very best memories of it.
 
Well, when you're on a budget, Uncle Jim suits just fine. ;)
 
Agreed. Just buy them lots of cheap vodka, and fruity stuff like Snapple to mix it with.

Agreed. Spend $1.99 for some paper umbrella or cutsie swizzle sticks and maybe some pineapple chunks from the can and maraschino cherries on toothpicks too, and they'll be thrilled by how adorable it all is. Trust.
 
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