Shogun – James Clavell
Whisky: Forty Creek Barrel Select (Canadian), Johnnie Walker Green Label, Dalmore 12 y.o., Aberlour 12 y.o.
Rum: Angostura 1919, Bacardi 8 y.o.
This…was a helluva read. Which, only logically, led to a helluva night. Pat pulled no punches with beverage selection. Four whiskies and two rums. We had a little Canadian content here, as he broke out the Forty Creek for us. Not quite as mellow as the Alberta Premium, but delish nevertheless. It was nifty to finally sample the JW Green. It is certainly the sum of its parts, with a couple of its component whiskies being blatantly obvious on the palate. The rums, as has been typical of late, were quite well-received as well, with the Angostura 1919 leading the charge.
Pat’s amigo from work, Lorne, sat in for this session. I’ve said it before…I have nothing but admiration for anyone who can walk into a room full of strangers and, not only fit in, but seem comfortable. Lorne was involved in much of the evening’s converstaion, raising points of his own and contributing to threads started by others. He was keen to sample all the bevvies (we all are, of course, but that’s not what I mean…he was all about trying new things). It was good meeting him and I hope he does join us again at some point.
For those unaware…Pat, Clint and I all built the same model of house on the same street. As we all have vastly different tastes though, we modified the hell out of them, and I’m sure most people wouldn’t even realize it was in fact the same plan. That being said…there is just something about Clint and Pat’s set-up that usually elicits great conversation. Uh…Excepting last month’s abortion with HHGttG, that is.
This was our second true epic novel to date (the first being ‘Atlas Shrugged’), so I was quite curious to see how it would turn out this time ’round. Quite well in fact. We chatted about the aesthetics of the novel; historical accuracy; character development; sex issues; religion; concept of death; bodily functions and hygiene, etc. From there we discussed some other examples of historical fiction.
As the night progressed, I snuck out a couple samples of my own to share with the gang. First…I poured from both the Alberta Premium Rye 5 year and the Alberta Preumium Rye 25 year to let the gang see the difference. A little later I broke out Ardbeg Supernova. Lorne in particular had been hankering for some peat, and I think this monster absolutely sufficed.
One more bottle surfaced before the end of the night. It was a sad occasion in all honesty, as this was Bauer’s last meeting with us. He is moving on in life to a new home and career in Saskatchewan (don’t mock him too mercilessly). While on Islay (Scotland) a few days previous, I had picked up a little something special for him. All the gang chipped inand we presented our Bruichladdich boy with a hand bottled (by me) and hand numbered (one of only ~420) valinch of a single cask from the Bruichladdich shop. The cask is called ‘Music Man’. If you know Bauer…it truly could not have been any more fitting.
Though there were a few scheduling issues for this little powwow (mostly caused by me trying to ensure I could be there for Bauer’s last sit-in), it turned out to be a great evening. Cheers to all involved, the following in particular:
- Bauer – best in all that comes, mate. You’ll be missed ’round here. Thanks for everything.
- Pat – For hosting and putting together a fine night
- Lorne – for braving us eccentrics for the night.
The brilliant randoms for the night…a duck for pillowing…selection of ‘Geonesis’ for ladies to read in our Decmeber mixed meet with the ladies’ club…’Twilight’ stopping the conversation dead…Lorne’s presence…roadrunner with blood…sampling the ABP25 and Supernova…Bauer’s sendoff.