I found myself in Glasgow, Scotland in January 2017. Call me shallow and uninformed, but when I think of Scotland, I think of wool, beef and scotch whiskey.
I did buy some wool garments and I enjoyed a few steaks. The many whiskeys, though, I only got a start.
There was a nice place on Ashton Lane called Jinty McQuinty’s Pub. There was a selection. Yes, a selection!
How does a man decide when all he knows is that he wants to try. All of these choices. All with labels that seem so authentically Scottish. Lovely labels! Interesting bottles! Each has a story. I think I’ll get around to researching some of them and repeating the stories here. A project for later.
My, but there was a selection!
I did discover a very good one. I found it prominently on the menus in several fine restaurants. It was an exceptional way to start a meal.
I will admit that I didn’t really struggle trying to determine what to order. My oldest son had requested that I return to the United States with a bottle of Auchentoshan Three Wood. I told him I would do that. I needed to try it before buying it.
Needless to say, I did like it and recommend it. I made the purchase.