My first Scotch
Many years ago I was sitting in a restaurant at the bar and the group of us were talking about how much we missed certain things we’d given up . I commented how much I missed smoking a pipe, that smell, that taste, it was like the perfect end to the day. The bartender reached for a bottle and poured me a shot neat and said “first smell and then taste” and I almost had to run to the restroom for a moment alone. It was Lagavulin 16, it was my introduction and like all first loves, though I have sampled others, nothing will ever beat the first.