Take Me to Pleasure Town

"I love scotch. Scotchy, scotch, scotch. Here it goes down, down into my belly..." - Ron Burgundy

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Here's a little fun fact about me - I'm Russian. Do you know what Russians drink? 
Vodka. 

It's not a stereotype. We won't even get offended if you automatically assume that this iced clear liquid flows through our veins. It's pretty much a fact. When I go out, I drink vodka.

This means that I have no idea how to tell the difference between any other types of alcohol. 

All those silly flavors of whisky? Forgetaboutit. I have no clue about what's good or bad. 

Last night, an opportunity arose to attend a whisky tasting party. Oh, and it was free.

I thought to myself, "why don't I go and get educated.. you know.. think outside the box?". 

So off I went to The Macallan tasting, held at the brand spankin' new Port Pavilion, right there on San Diego bay.

I went. I drank. I conquered. 

I'm still not a huge fan of the taste, but hey, at least I now know that in order for it to be called a Scotch whisky, a whisky must be distilled and matured in Scotland. Did you know that?

And do you know what the difference between Single Malt Scotch and Blended Scotch is? No?

Would you like me to tell you?

Ok fine. Single Malt Scotch whisky is made from 100% malted barley and distilled at a single distillery, while the Blended Scotch Whisky is made by blending together a number of single malts and grain whiskies. 

Pretty nifty, eh? Now you can't tell me that I lost brain cells from drinking. On the contrary, I actually gained knowledge last night!

Now, who's ready for that weekend?

Come oooooon Friday!