I know very little about scotch. I could even say that at this point I know more about bourbon than I do scotch. Having attended one tasting sponsored by Glenlivet several years back, I guess it’s not shocking that my favorite scotch was until recently a Glenlivet (15 Year Old French Oak Reserve to be precise). I did once have a run-in with an interesting scotch whose name I don’t remember at the brilliant Brandy Library, New York City mecca for all who want to learn about fine spirits, but that was about it.
Well. I had an encounter with a scotch just over a week ago that blew the doors off what I thought scotch was or knew it could be. And it came out of the blue when I was not expecting anything of the kind.
