Alright time for some gin since it’s been a while (and we’ve fallen into the trap of just getting New Amsterdam and Tanqueray 10 all over again.) For the first gin (yes there will be another next week) we went with an American gin which comes to us from Maine.
Our part 2 of New Hampshire scotch adventures, and of course some people just muttered/shouted that this is not in fact scotch. This is due to the fact that it actually comes from Japan despite its presence in the scotch aisle of every store. Japan has been making waves recently in the whiskey market, most notably with Sunatory buying many whiskey making companies, and with it’s own well-known/imported whiskies. Hibiki and this, Nikka.
I will say that Bruichladdich’s marketing prowess of standing out among the scotch aisle has certainly worked by proof of me purchasing it despite many choices on a New Hampshire trip. I am a fan of the peat and the Islay, and this practically shouted at me that I could find it here. However while the peat is certainly a very loud aspect of the whisky it lacks any sort of rhythm or complexity in it’s noise.
We are hitting the end of the summer, and thus the end of the Buffalo buying different tequilas to throw into random citrus or tropical mixes. (Recipes of which exist for all of the 3 seconds). The problem with reviewing spirits in this manner is you sort of just accept how standard it is mixed, and try to neglect that should you review it in a context where seven types of fruit juices are not involved it’s likely a bad tequila.
Now here’s the part where I had intended to tie this to one of my goto rums (for silver/white) that would be a constant recommendation for readers of this site – which is Don Q. I would then say that despite this I am not a fan of the gold. However like trying to flip an omelet overhand I have quite the egg on my face, and I will make sure to review the clear spirit in the future.
Sigh. Sorry to bum everyone out, but I am just waiting to try a Canadian whiskey that is actually something great. Something that is more than just a single note of Rye, or a subpar taste. However again I seem to be stuck into reviewing a whiskey that is for lack of better or more eloquent words bad.
Well I think it’s time for some scotch, but because I am clearly masochistic by point of doing this site – it’s time for some more bottom shelf scotches. This week we got with Ballantine, which they themselves have little to say and since I was taught to never say anything unless it’s nice I do as well. (Read: Total lies)
It’s been a while since I checked in with a Cuervo, and I’m glad that I did. It’s always good to remind myself why the hell I check myself out, because Cuervo is just awful tequila to drink. Make no mistake it’s not worse than tequila which is bland and terrible – but goddamn does the word pain come up a lot in my thoughts and review.
And here we have a rum, done in the style of the Caribbean, but from Canada – a country that I do not associate with sun, fruity rinks, and warm weather. This though reminds me of Gosling’s and I say reminds, but I actually mean it brings up terrible memories. Continuing with the Irish Whiskey from recently this is again another terrible and sweet spirit.
I have to admit, while I like the moxie of the people who make this whiskey, and the look of the bottle – I am just not a fan of the spirit itself. I will admit the best thing I did with this was use it for some whiskey jerky.
