‘Cheeky’
is the perfect way to describe my feelings toward this particular brand of
whisky. Bruichladdich
was a popular brand when I first started among the shelves at The Grill. It was
situated on a top shelve above the optics and reaching the bottles, if you
were small like me, had to be achieved by standing on the molding of the
lowest shelf, steadying yourself on the door frame and launching one’s self
over the vodka bottles. People who ordered Brichladdich where the bane of my
working nights for months until a co-worker who was shorter than I presented me
with a crate to stand on.
This
article in the New Yorker does a beautiful job of describing not only the
cultural undertones of Scotch whisky but also the importance of peat.
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