I finally busted into my bottle of scotch that I bought while we were down in St. Thomas. A was complaining about the fact that it was sitting on the hutch for over a year. I would buy some whiskey and drink that before I opened the scotch. It is Macallan, twelve years old. Finally, tonight, I opened it. It sounded really really really good.
...and it was. It is very tasty. It makes me want to buy another bottle or two.
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