Short entry today… I just need to warn you about The Scotch.
By which I mean the beverage, not the people.
This particular brand of scotch is bad enough to deserve capitalization as “The Scotch.” It’s something I’d never have bought on my own. Curiosity will only carry me so far when it comes to impulse buys, but my wife was interested in trying it and the description that the guy in the store had was interesting.. So..
A bit of background. Last week we were stocking up on pain numbing libations to help us watch the most recent Leprechaun movie, so we headed to the “Cheese Cheese Cheese” shop on Packard. They have Tullimore Dew there, and there’s nothing better to help block the pain from a St. Patrick’s day viewing of a leprechaun-themed low-budget horror movie.
While there, we spotted an assortment of bottles from a newish distillery. They’re marketing their scotches toward the wine-drinking market, with different names for the different flavorings, ranging from mild to smoky. We bought the variety from the high-end of smoky, and it’s amazing, in the worst possible sense of the word.
It has a horrible, almost tempera-paint-like chemical smell that completely masks any smoke flavor. It drinks fairly easily, with very little harshness, but then the smell hits the sinuses from inside the mouth and takes over the aftertaste, overwhelming everything with a boggy pallor. I tried it with a bite of sharp cheddar, to see if it would help clear my pallate, and it was so disgusting that I dumped the rest of the glass out and just ate the cheese.
I suppose I should have been warned by the name they gave it. “Tidal Ebb.”
Somehow, the thought of washed up seaweed and rotting dead fish just doesn’t shout “Great taste!” to me.