Continuing on with my “spending craze” at Cadenhead’s. The whole shop was a buzz when I walked in. And why not? I had walked in. That’s enough.
Well, that’s enough ego-sturbation for the day, let’s just stop before my head goes right up my own ass.
Anyway, we had missed a tasting by a few hours. Or perhaps a day. I couldn’t tell, I was walked 10 km each day, eating chocolate, and traveling vast distances (by European standards). They had all the treats I wanted (see my earlier Whisky Porn post) and then some.
Then I came to the minis. I love minis. They give me a chance to try something without having to risk a full bottle. And this was pretty awesome. I would have bought more if I wasn’t so cheap.
And holy pox ridden marmot balls, I’m cheap.
Anyway, a few days later I decided in…
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