I am very sorry to say that I do not have a discriminating palete when it comes to alcohol. Pabst Blue Ribbon and Guinness taste exACTly the same to me. And when it comes to whiskey . . . well, I've paid over $50 for a bottle of Isle of Jura whiskey, and was happy to do it, but I'd have to admit that it didn't taste any better to me than the Evan Williams I bought for 1/4 of the price.
I like the idea of whiskey. But the taste? Well, I managed to enjoy a double shot when I drowned it in a bottle of Not Your Mom's Apple Pie Beer, but naked whiskey? Makes me grimace and shiver. It takes two or three before I can just get down to it, and I rarely go that far.
Until today. When I picked up a bottle of Trader Joe's Blended Scotch Whisky. For about $10. I wasn't expecting much. But my 60th birthday is tomorrow, and I wanted to have a few drinks to celebrate the occasion. So I thought I'd give it a try. And I didn't have any Apple Pie Beer or anything else on hand to mix it down with, so I figured, what the hell? and put two shots into a coffee cup and added a few ice cubes and took a drink. And much to my surprise, it was okay. And even more to my surprise, there was no nasty aftertaste. No shivers. So I had another double shot. Without the ice cubes. And then a single shot. And then another single shot. And . . . .
Well, I am drunk as a fuckin' skunk, for sure. But you know . . . I really wouldn't mind having another shot or two. This shit is quite nice. And so cheap. I am pretty sure that I will never again put down big bucks for whiskey after this experience.
Once again Trader Joe's has far exceeded my expectations.
Thank you, Trader Joe's.
Happy Birthday to me.
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