It’s Bloody Brilliant, so have a
read.
What triggered me to write this?
The onslaught of whisky collections that I see people posting up on
Facebook. I’ve never seen so many unopened bottles of Pappy Van Winkle,
A. H. Hirsch, Ardbeg, Brora, and Port Ellen. People speak of putting
whisky in their “bunker” like there’s another World War or Prohibition
imminent. It’s amazing what happens when you combine passion with disposable
income.
I should know. I confess that I
was guilty of “Whisky OCD” myself once, but I’ve been reformed. Instead of
buying whiskies and stashing them away somewhere in my house, I’m opening up my
whiskies, drinking them, and sharing them with like-minded friends.
What changed my attitude on
whisky? Two things. It began when I was perusing a coffee table book about an
Italian whisky collector, and it included pictures of his whisky collection.
Many of the bottles lost so much volume do to evaporation, the quality of the
whiskies were obviously compromised. Instead of being impressed with his
collection, it made me sad to see so many bottles wasted, all for the sake of
amassing this enormous whisky collection.
The second thing that changed my
relationship with whisky was when a very prominent whisky collector and enthusiast
passed away. He died before he could even enjoy and share the 1,000 plus
whiskies he had accumulated. Instead, his wife put them up for auction!
It was at that moment I decided
that I’m not letting any of my whiskies go to waste. The first thing I did was
stop buying whisky. The second thing I did was go through my bottles and see
which ones looked like they were beginning to evaporate due to imperfect corks
or metal enclosures and immediately put them on my “whiskies to drink next”
list, so I could enjoy them before they go bad.
The third thing I did, which
brings me back to the title of this post, is take a look at the whiskies I
had and ask myself why I bought them in the first place. It was
usually for one of three reasons: it was rare, great tasting, or it had
sentimental value to me.
I took all the whiskies I
purchased because they were rare and immediately started opening them and using
them in the many whisky tastings I was hosting at the time. I figured this
might be the only opportunity these people will have to taste them. Some of you
reading this might have been to one of these tastings. They weren’t
necessarily great-tasting whiskies, but they were rare. I also sold some at
auction because the prices people are paying for rare whiskies these days,
whether they taste good or not, is ridiculous.
Then I looked at my remaining
whiskies (the ones that taste great or are special to me for sentimental
reasons) and mapped out a plan on what to do with them. Some I’m
sharing or giving away as gifts, some I’m saving for special occasions, and
some I’m opening up for no particular reason at all–the whisky becomes the
special occasion. My goal for these whiskies is to make sure they are
enjoyed and consumed–preferably while I’m still alive!
Why am I taking the time to tell
you about this? It’s not to talk about how many whiskies I have (or had) or
what brands of whiskies I have. In fact, I intentionally did not mention
quantities or brands, because that’s not the point of my post. I’m hoping you will
take a step back and ask yourself why you’re buying whisky (especially if
you’re buying and hoarding them like some of the pictures I’m seeing on
Facebook). Is it for the right reasons, and what are those reasons?
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