I love Redbreast Irish Whiskey for a few reasons:
* It’s immensely “flaskable.”
* You can drink it in coffee, too
* You can call it Scotch and piss off the Scotch snobs
A better bargain-priced, blended scotch you will not find.
The grouse is ideal for drinking when it’s raining, especially while surfing gunbroker.com or reading the greatest American novel ever written.
I was drinking it when I met my wife, so it’s pretty classy to boot.
Plus, it’s named after the king of gamebirds.
If we are truly products of our respective environs, then that pretty much makes me a beer swiller. It’s hot where I live, and I rarely find the need to pull warmth from a bottle.
But, if I had to pick a favorite distilled product, it would have to be a Macallan single malt. A buddy gives me a bottle for Christmas each year, and I usually try to make it last until the next one arrives. I suppose owning a bottle of pricey scotch could spawn guesses that I might be more of a highbrow “Scotch Snob” than I appear. That’s why I make a point of leaving the red bow and the gift card attached.
I’ll admit to enjoying the occasional bottle of Laphroaig, if only because how often do you get the opportunity to simulate falling face down in a peat bog and not being able to get up?
I also used to dabble in the Irish Whiskeys, until an evil voice at the bottom of a bottle of Jameson’s whispered in my ear that 2nd story balcony railings are great places to dance. Surgery and 6 screws in my ankle later, I have an immense amount of respect, mixed with fear, for residents of the Emerald Isle.
But lately my tastes have gone firmly in the Highland direction, and I can’t get enough of the fine products emanating from the Glenmorangie distillery, even when I’ve been repeatedly told that I’ve had, “more than enough.”
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The peatier the better for me, so Laphroaig or any of the other Islay stuff. Special occasions only though — ’cause that taste stays in my mouth for the next 24 hours — which can be troublesome at work!
GR, wholeheartedly agree on the greatest American novel thing, but what about some American whiskey? Tennessee and Kentucky might take umbrage at being left out of this post.
For the money (and it’s usually about all the money I have) I’ll have to agree with Greg on the Famous Grouse. It’s my usual everyday gawd-I-need-a-drink drink.
For when I’m flush (an event that’s happened perhaps twice in my life) Laphroaig or whatever Islay stuff I can find cheap(er). Although I have to admit for relatively cheap single-malt the Glenlivet ‘aint bad, either
Mark, you’ll be happy to know I’m messing around with bourbons as my budget and liver allow. Just polished off a fifth of Maker’s Mark (but not, I hasten to add, all at once). Not bad at all, but then again this coming from a guy whose only prior American whiskey experience involved the combination of fake IDs, Jim Beam in plastic containers, 7-11 Big Gulps and (a few hours later) hanging my head out the passenger-side window…
Good point Mark, I do drink my share of Makers, and occasionally Woodford or Knob Creek.
Especially when someone else is buying…
For bourbon, I like Ridgemont 1792 quite well, as it is a pretty inexpensive premium and is made in a drier style than Makers Mark and many others. Better still, but not cheap, is the Elijah Craig 18 year old. Really nice.
For Scotch, Oban, which has gotten ridiculously expensive, or Balvenie Double Wood. The Islays are nice, too, when you are in the mood for smoke and peat or it’s sufficiently rainy and chilly outside. I love Smithhammer’s characterization of Laphroaig.
For Irish, the Three Swallows brand- Powers.
A recent Laphroaig convert here.
When I tell people that it is like drinking the distilled essence of a mummified iron-age bog body that has been pickled in iodine and then smoked over a peat and driftwood fire on the beach at low tide, they leave my bottle alone. Their loss.
I will check out the Famous Grouse. Laphroaig is a “sometimes drink.”
Oban is wonderful too, but too spendy. It is the opposite of Laphroaig in every way.
Had forgotten about this site full of miscreants. June seems an odd time to review whiskey. I can’t argue with the scotch selections, or the whisky from Ireland. However, I turn my highball upside down at the thought of ruining perfectly good ice with Makers. If you desire a wheated bourbon do yourself a favor and find one that has an actual age branded into the vessel. WL Weller comes to mind. Sure, Weller doesn’t have the same marketing budget as Makers but they at least put an age on the spirit for all to see, and you don’t pay the high end marketing price. End of my Makers rant.
Crawford, Redbreast is smoothest after a banner day shooting grouse and woodcock over flushing dogs. It is the drink to celebrate a 3 dog doodle. Of course 10 yr old Pappy aint a bad way to refresh after-wards either.
Another Bourbon to try this Fall.
Elmer T. Lee $30(this is the man behind Blanton’s, though he has retired he still picks a few barrels for his own name each year.)
Strongly agree with mdmnm on the Elijah Craig 18 yr, excellent neat. And that Balvenie DoubleWood has inducted more than one bourbon drinker into the halls of scotch swillers.
99 here today, if anything other than beer gets consumed tonight it’ll be Beefeater.
As a proud Scots-Irish Presbyterian I must say that good scotch is a wonderful thing. I also like mine pretty peaty but Laphroaig can be a bit much for me at times. (I love H. Houlahan’s discription!)
However as a Tennessean and a former débutante I must say that Bourbon has always been a part of my life. From cheap swill consumed in high school and college to the better stuff my daddy always drinks, bourbon is my standard drink these days. While a proud Volunteer (state motto not sec team) I must say I typically enjoy Kentucky products over Tennessee’s.
Some fine examples (in addition to the Woodford and Knob Creek mentioned) include Bulleit Bourbon, Buffalo Trace, and actually Makers Mark has a new bourbon debuting this fall called Makers 46 which is quite tasty. On the rocks with a splash of club soda and a lime and I am a happy camper :).
Bourbon spell it Blanton’s for the special times. Everyday, have to go Knob Creek.