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Highland Park Magnus with Dan, Bowick & Matt M

Highland Park Magnus. Big dark bottle, cool.. uh.. dragon.. wolfy sort of logo. Classic Highland Park. And by “classic” Highland Park I mean this truism: the less you pay for Highland Park the better it is. And not just in that classic market economics sense. We’ve had a few Highland Parks at iScotch and we’ve

Talisker Storm with Steve, Julia, Goran, Matt, Ryan & Dan

The first of the birthday whisky, Talisker Storm! This is the first of the brand we’ve had in a while, but we’re long-time Talisker fans here. We’ve had the 10y, the 18y, the Distiller’s Edition and the 57°, so this is a welcome addition. It’s interesting to see how the whisky market has changed since

Jura Elixir 12y with Dan, Ryan & Goran

If you’re a long time reader, you know we’ve churned through a not-small number of bottles here at iScotch. Cost and availability are really our only limiters; we’re more than happy to try anything that could have any tangential relationship to whisk(e)y – beers, gins, flavoureds, heck we’ve even been thinking about adding rums, wines

Tobermory 10y with Dan, Goran, Ryan, Davey & Matt

At long last, another Island scotch. Tobermory is a town and distillery on the Isle of Mull, home to 3000 good people, and a straight up pirate wreck. Defeated Spanish Armada types allegedly stopped by for supplies on their way to Out Of Here, yada yada yada, boat sank. Legend says there’s gold in Tobermory

BattleScotch! Edradour 10y Chateauneuf Du Pape v Highland Park 10y with Goran, Dan & Ryan

BattleScotch! Like recess at a public school, it’s the battle of the 10y olds! If you keep flicking the lights on and off, it triggers their bloodlust. Since we’re not back in school, we have the cask strength Edradour Chateablahblah du blah battling the Highland Park for our eternal love. Er, article. smell Dan –

Robert Burns Blended Scotch Whisky with Dan

Another visitor from New Brunswick, second to last of east coast interlopers. Nothing quite like attaching a national poet‘s name to your product to drag in the ex-pat dollars and drunk patriots’ pounds… Pretty fucking morose when you realize he drank himself to death.  It’s like Columbine Brand Bullets. Or Michael Hutchinson Glad Kitchen Catchers.