jaw@ames-lm.UUCP (James A. Woods) (02/01/84)
# filler line of the hour -- Never Program Anything Bigger Than Your Head
Water is the strong stuff--
It carries whales and ships.
But water is the wrong stuff--
Never let it get past your lips.
It rots your suits and wets your boots,
Puts aches in all your bones.
Dilute the stuff with whiskey, aye
Or leave it well alone!
Robin Williamson,
"Rab's Last Woolen Testament"
The single malts, of course, are entirely different animals than the
bastardized blends. Chivas pales in comparison. If you know what I'm
talking about, you are permitted to drool along with me. If not, then
welcome to the world of burning peat, of feints and foreshots, and of
copper linn arm distillation voodoo. Confirmed bourbon drinkers who normally
detest scotch have been known to be converted over to our side.
Forthwith, a biased sample. First, the "commercial" stuff.
Laphroaig (10 years old):
Primeval, an acquired taste. Has the real peat reek.
Must drink "neat." Some say it tastes like burnt bacon.
I've been drinking almost half my life. An island of Islay malt.
Prime Malt (12 year)
Same as Laphroaig, but two years wiser. Sweeter, mellower,
odd that it's cheaper.
Glenmorangie:
Ahh ... the favorite of Roald Dahl, ex-RAF pilot and author
of twisted adult and children's fiction. Multi-dimensional.
Glenlivet: The refined highland champ. Light and smooth.
Glenfiddich: Sterner stuff, but nice.
Talisker:
Isle of Skye; the only distillery there? Vanilla, like chardonnay
to Laphroaig's zinfandel.
For the rarer offerings, in the S. F. area, try A. E. Harris or Beltramo's
(all $25-$150 fifth). I've only tried
Ladyburn: woody, cedary
Dallas Dhu: rhubarb, I swear.
Laphroaig, 16 year: ambrosia to me, but worth $33/bottle? You decide.
Please add to this list. We have over 100 distilleries to go!
Are you listening, Edinburgh? Do you acknowledge, Newcastle connexion?
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P.S. I'm all for net.beer, net.booze, net.dope, net.pills, net.psychedelics,
net.afternoon_tea, net.antique_hip_flasks. It's doubtful, though,
that the net can sustain discussions of things truly illegal.
But if we have wine, women, and song, and the more modern variants
sex and rock-and-roll to contend with, shouldn't we go for net.drugs?
-- James A. Woods (hao!ames-lm!jaw)