Makes me want to try Glendalough!
Today I decided to confess my sins to the church of whisk(e)y. To put it all out in the open for those to see. But do not judge, for only he who is without sin may cast the first stone. May the church say “Amen.”
With that being said, in full disclosure, I’m about to sound blasphemous to some people. And by “some people” I mean “a lot.”
Are you ready?
You’ve been warned.
Of the big five whisk(e)y regions (Scotland, USA, Canada, Japan and Ireland), Irish whiskey is probably my least favourite. That’s right, I said it. To put it in context, if I were Peter Griffin, Irish whiskey would be Meg. That means not only would I cast aside my own heritage, I will officially claim my pet dog as a superior being to my own daughter.
Maybe that was a bit harsh, because if…
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