Being drunk is no excuse for creative orthography

[oloriel]

Last Christmas, my mother-in-law was given a voucher for a whisky tasting at "Germany's best whisky bar", which, for some indescernable reason, is near the main station in the city to which my birth town belongs. (Complicated story, and the inhabitants of my birth town still haven't gotten over it 80 years later.)

Anyway, she got a voucher for a whisky tasting.

It's always awkward to be given something for Christmas and still not have used it up a year later, so today we went to the "Pre-Santa Claus* Tasting".

Jörg, Ingrid and I drank seven whiskies each. I am so drunk.

I am now on a mission to prove that just because you're drunk doesn't mean you have to lose the ability to type a) correctly and b) comprehensibly (we will see what it looks like tomorrow), so I shall now copy our tasting notes. For posterity, science, entertainment and anyone interested in Scotch single malt (&cask) whisky.

Or something.

Anyway!

Thus speaketh the wise tasting notes sheet:

1. Bladnoch, aged 17 years. Distilled 1993. Outturn 298 bottles. Cask Type: Refill Hogshead. 56.1%vol.

In glass: condensed milk; a slight sting (desinfectant?)
In mouth: pepper, bread, almonds; with additional water: peach, lemon
Finish: medicinal

2. Linkwood, aged 18 years. Distilled 1991. 46%vol.

In glass: sweet & rich. baked apples or cider, toffee.
In mouth: very mild and round, woody
Finish: quickly weakening, but continues to be slightly woody

3. Pittyvaich, aged 19 years, 54,9%vol.
Hard to judge.
In glass: oak wood, somewhat like fruit schnapps
In mouth: hay, lavender
Finish: ?

4. Bowmore, aged 8 years. Distilled 2009. 57,9%vol. Bourbon barrel.

In glass: peat, medicine (perolinizet, ointment); with additional water: vanilla
In mouth: smoked bacon, once warmer: fruit cocktail
Finish: chlorine, green pepper

5. Springbank, aged 10 years. Distilled 2008.
I had the Springbank aged in a port cask, which was ok albeit unexciting.
In glass: Walnut
In mouth: Plums, Mon Chéri, salt water
Finish: dry, swiftly weakening
Jörg and his mom had the one aged in a sherry cask and didn't like it.
In glass: Rum raisins; bitter orange
In mouth: dried fruit
Finish: scratchy

6. Caol Ila, aged 10 years. Distilled 1997. Outturn: 288 bottles. Cask type: Refill Hogshead. 59,9%vol.

In glass: algae, smoked bacon, sea-spray
In mouth: Uni sushi (that's sea urchin. I don't fucking know why nobody believes me that that's what it tastes like. How is it my fault that you never ate real sushi? dammit.)
Finish: salty; burning peat

7. Bunnahabhain (peated), aged 11 years. Distilled 2009. Cask type: Refill Hogshead. 56,9%vol.

In glass: peat, toffee, wet leaves
In mouth: toffee, malt, salt
Finish: seaweed


... it was funnier an hour ago.

We were sharing the table with someone who was apparently a professional whisky taster (and slightly annoying; but I managed to surprise him with my astute observations (note: when Freud said that you are unable to remember/imagine tastes, he was talking bullshit, as in fact he could've found out by asking any somellier) and Jörg discussed whiskies with him very professionally despite not being paid for bullshitting about whisky) and a quite friendly but very quiet guy. Also this was one of the GOOD tastings where you get free bread and cheese and smoked sausages and dark chocolate and water.

Tomorrow: post-brother's-birthday dinner with the paternal side of the family. Prepare for a lot of "So how far along is your thesis? So when will you take the exams? So what will you do afterwards? Say something in Japanese!". >_>

Speaking of Japanese:
I found Furoshiki-man!
Let me explain.
Japanese tv is notoriously bad, and it certainly was bad while I was there, but at least they had Doctor Who on Tuesdays.
And just before Doctor Who - every week - there was the above-linked spot. I don't even know why. It was very random. Amusing though. And of course it got linked in my brain with Doctor Who, which is a good thing.
I pretty much forgot about it, but arwensommer and I were talking about furoshiki just now, so I remembered Furoshiki-man, and had the insanely clever idea of looking whether by any chance anyone had uploaded it to Youtube. Of course someone had. Everything's on Youtube.
Furoshiki-man! Furoshiki-maaaan!

<--- this is not to blame on the whisky: This is to blame on arwensommer for reminding me, and on Furoshiki-man for existing.

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*For those un-versed in Hagiography: Santa Claus' day is December 6th. Don't ask me why many traditions see Santa Claus giving gifts on Christmas day. I blame it all on Coca Cola.