This isn’t a recipe post so much as a “we really love whiskey” post (“we” referring to Josh and myself).
When Josh and I were making the transition from friends to dating, many nights were spent on a friend’s porch, sitting in rocking chairs, drinking whiskey and smoking little cigars. Yup, I’m one classy broad.
It seemed only right that on our amazing honeymoon in Scotland, we put some focus on that sweet nectar.
Our main focus? Glenlivet.
Oh, how we love Glenlivet.
And oh, how I wish oh wish that I could get a candle that smells like the inside of that distillery. I think that’s what heaven smells like.
Here are a few pics:
This is the distillery, where some of the magic happens. And where angels live. We couldn’t take any pictures inside, but it was fascinating.
This was in one of many warehouses, where the barrels age. This is where the rest of the magic happens.
That barrel is being aged for 50 years, and will sell for 3000-5000 pounds per bottle. I want.
Time to taste! Some of the people didn’t finish their drams. Morons.
Super cool whiskey bottle sculpture. Sadly, it’s too big for our house.
Oh how I wish we were there right now. In our wellies.
While we were in the area, we also drove by the Glenfiddich distillery
but decided not to tour it. Instead we toured some awesome ruins.
There are so many distilleries throughout Scotland, especially in that area. Special mold grows around them due to all of the yeast in the air. I think Josh would work for one in a heartbeat. I would too.
We also went to the Glenmorangie distillery on another very strange day, involving a innkeeper who gave off a definite Quasimodo/Norman Bates vibe, but we didn’t take any pics.
All in all, it was so amazing to get to see where and how one of our favorite drinks was made. Being in gorgeous Scotland didn’t hurt either!
Any other whiskey lovers out there? I know I’m not the only girl who’s a fan!