It's Saint Patrick's Day again, and while all of the amateurs are out drinking green beer and going to jail, I am sitting at home, watching March Madness and sipping on a fine Irish Whiskey.
This year's whiskey is Redbreast 12. As my Great-Great-Grandma McFarland, whom I never met used to say: "It is the shit." A little bit sweet. A little bit spicy. All of the meaningless adjectives that you get in a whiskey review on a dumb-ass site like this. In other words. a fine whiskey. Sláinte!
The name Redbreast sounds odd to my ears. But it is better than the distilleries original name Slap-Tit.
This year's whiskey is Redbreast 12. As my Great-Great-Grandma McFarland, whom I never met used to say: "It is the shit." A little bit sweet. A little bit spicy. All of the meaningless adjectives that you get in a whiskey review on a dumb-ass site like this. In other words. a fine whiskey. Sláinte!
The name Redbreast sounds odd to my ears. But it is better than the distilleries original name Slap-Tit.
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