An Old Friend with a Big Nose

The Bowmore 12

From: Scotland, Islay

Age: 12 Years

Cost: $50

40% Alc./Vol.

'onemalt' Rating: 7/10

When accustomed to frequent galavanting and public displays of disorder, one grows lonesome in their absence. One nostalgically recons back to times as a troubadour and attempts to recreate those storied memoirs with much frivolity. That is when I reach for my scotch glass.

The Bowmore 12 year is a comfort to the senses, most specifically the nostrils. Its amber, Islay flavor is pleasant and roomy on the tongue yes, but, for me, it is the smell that is intoxicating. Inhaling the fumes of sweet nectar, I am flung back in time to a nostalgic place of adolescent euphoria. A place safe and warm and tender in my mind. They say scotch drinking if a very olfactory experience. The bouquet of floral aromas from the Bowmore 12 clearly showcases the importance of the nose.

Now a days, without my illustrious partners-in-crime to compare notes with, I take to amusing myself with new friends. Men of class and style, known for always speaking truth even in lies. They are prolific scotchohiles and misogynists. They are the Mad Men:

"...You don't know how to drink. Your whole generation, you drink for the wrong reasons. My generation we drink because it's good. Because it feels better than unbuttoning your collar. Because we deserve it. We drink because it's what men do."

Now sit back, pour yourself a glass of Bowmore 12 year, and remember the good ol' boys who are still trying to run amok, like you, avast in this wild, wild world.

And, as always...

Palates Welcome,

CH/AZ