Dear Santa, being the dapperest of dapper duos here at Edinburgh Whisky Blog (I’m sure the others will disagree), Graeme and I would love to get our hands on something a bit special this Christmas.
Ooooh, suits you!
The Dalmore Lutwyche Brogues at a cool £550 would be nice, or if you think we’ve been REALLY good boys this year, how about the Bowmore Bespoke Tweed Jacket which is a snip at £3,000? We know they’re pricey and, let’s be honest, looks ain’t everything (which is just as well for us pair) so if that’s a bit extravagant we’ll aim for something slightly more modest. Even us simple souls realise that this year has been a tough one. The phrases ‘financial meltdown’, ‘eurozone disaster’ and ‘economic crisis’ are still being thrown about by the lovely Fiona Bruce on the Ten O’Clock News. Despite our utter ignorance in such things, even we can appreciate that a meltdown, a disaster and a crisis are never good. Especially not all at the same time. So a nice wee bottle or two will be most gratefully received.
We’re particularly fond of the Naked Grouse with its rich sherry sweetness, smooth creamy mouthfeel and chocolatey finish. Alternatively, if you could get your hands on the latest batch of Amrut Fusion we’d be absolutely delighted. Again, a whisky with tremendous sherry influence, surprisingly clean finish and ideal as a wee warmer for this time of year when we’re sent out to defrost the car/clear snow from the garden path/escape the Eastenders Christmas Special by hiding in the shed. But if we’re honest, the things we’d most like to see aren’t material gifts. Not really. We’d like to see a (partial) return to the old school. We dream of the days when we can go into a pub in the centre of Edinburgh, order a dram and be served with a hearty 35ml measure. We long for the time when closed distilleries from bygone eras once again open their doors and fire up their stills. We get misty-eyed imagining what everything would be like unchillfiltered, with no caramel colouring and at cask strength. That’s right big guy, we want to have our cake AND eat it. It’s a bit outrageous, but hey, if you can’t ask for it at Christmas, when can you ask for it?
Merry Christmas one and all,
Tiger & Graeme
