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As an admirer of malt scotch, it pained me to learn (in a dream) of the existence of Twelve Brothers' Scotch, a Highland malt of 24 yrs, sold in a rectangular, stomach-colored bottle. Their slogan: 'Some people even use our unique bottle for other things!'
Great for cooking-grease, or piss!
The scotch I've had most recently is Bowmore, which some find 'artificial'; maybe a bit metallic, but really not bad at all. I think I might like it better than Glenmorangie, which I have a boring bottle of, vanilla and honey notwithstanding. To me, it's one of the few malts I don't like more when I have more, or when I've gotten stupid.