Single-Malt Whiskies of Scotland: For the Discriminating Imbiber
Much of our lives is spent with the ordinary. We rise to our alarm clocks; we shower and dress; we eat our breakfast and go to work. A busy day ... Show synopsis Much of our lives is spent with the ordinary. We rise to our alarm clocks; we shower and dress; we eat our breakfast and go to work. A busy day ensues, and in the late evening, we retire. The alarm clock sounds the same each morning. It may serve to wake us up, but we really don't notice it, per se. The hot shower may feel good, but it is just like so many other showers that we have had. We may pay some attention to what clothes we put on - Do we need a tie today? Do the socks match? - but how often are we caused to marvel at the silkworm who contributed to the tie, or the cotton plant that went into our shirt? The bowl of raisin bran serves as breakfast, but we tend not to pay much attention to it as a culinary experience. Every now and then, however, we have one of those few experiences that jolt us, that enliven us, that rise above the ordinary. Such experiences lead us beyond the merely ordinary into the special, the extra-ordinary. These are remarkable experiences that are savored and that become objects of fond memories. Such, for both Waymack and Harris, is the experience of single-malt Scotch whisky.