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January 22, 2006
What I'm Drinking Tonight
Gentlemen, fasten your seat belts. And ladies, make sure the young'ins are safely tucked in bed, 'cos we ain't kidding around no more. Tonight we're drinking the baddest of them all, the manliest of manly whiskies
Laphroaig.
Look ma, no ice!
Ah, where to begin? The full peaty aroma, laced with some deliciously acrid oily bites, leaps out at you when the bottle is opened. The warm golden color as it sits in the glass creates a yearning for that first sip, a deep desperate yearning that can only be quenched by...ah hell, that first sip. Oh, the taste! An amazingly full bodied taste and honeyed mouth feel, that is no where as peaty as the nose would lead you to think. Make no mistake, "Laphroaig" is not gaelic for "subtle", there's a whole bog o'peat here, but it's really not as...overpowering as you fear it might be.
So check your blended Blacks and Reds and Greens and Fuschias at the door; this is whisky.
Posted by Mr. Bingley at January 22, 2006 06:56 PM
Comments
Good stuff - but you are correct - 'subtle' does NOT describe the taste...
Posted by: Kathy K at January 23, 2006 09:20 AM
Oh... and...no, I don't have (much) hair on my chest from drinking it... ;)
Posted by: Kathy K at January 23, 2006 09:21 AM
Yeah, it has neither added hair to my chest nor kept much on my head.
'Course, Guinness has been a let-down in that category, as well.
Posted by: Mr. Bingley at January 23, 2006 10:01 AM
Maybe the most sophisticated of whiskey but the title of "manliest" goes to those American products from Kentucky and Tennessee. You may be Irish Bing but you're still an American Irish.
Posted by: major dad at January 23, 2006 04:51 PM
Sophisticated? Heck no. Laphroaig is in no way, shape or form that. It is a take no prisoners beast that is in a completely different universe from sour mash. Don't force me to send you a bottle!
Posted by: Mr. Bingley at January 24, 2006 10:50 PM