Bringing Out The Best

I once brought a bottle of Weller Special Reserve to Thanksgiving dinner, talked whiskey with an eighty-something-year-old guy who proceeded to get drunk and hit on a seventy-something-year-old woman. An instant classic. That's the beauty of bringing your own bourbon. Whiskey has a way of bringing out the best in people.

This past weekend I was the recipient of someone else's generosity. We were skiing in Vermont. One of my son's classmates was at the mountain with his dad so we invited them to ski with us on Friday and to have dinner with us that night. He brought a bottle of WhistlePig Boss Hog, Third Edition, The Independent, a limited release, cask-strength, fourteen-year-old rye whiskey finished in scotch hogshead barrels. The bottle is gorgeous, with a black label and a solid pewter pig topper. He knew I liked whiskey and brought it along for me to taste. A super nice gesture for sure. And it was spectacular! The color, the smell, the taste. All equally enjoyable. We talked whiskey and kids and ate pasta with smoked meatballs and garlic bread. We washed it down with Noah's Mill and Old Weller Antique.

The next day we skied together again, watched the kids sled down the mountain, and sipped on Booker's and Knob Creek. On the last day, we came in for lunch and I noticed his bottle of Boss Hog sitting on our kitchen counter. He said he wanted me to have it for our gracious hospitality, and because he knew I would enjoy it more than he would. I was speechless but able to at least say thank you and that it was extremely generous of him to do that. Like I said, whiskey has a way of bringing out the best in people.

That night I enjoyed a flight of Vermont's finest: a Silo whiskey, a single-barrel, cask-strength, ten-year WhistlePig, and finished with the Boss Hog. Each sip, a reflection of the weekend. My favorite activities, skiing and whiskey, shared with friends.


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