After snapping two final pictures of the San Francisco Belle, Raz, Fergus, and I turned our sights to the next most important part of the night: dinner. As it was creeping up on 10pm, we opted to walk to the nearest place we could find. A call to thejamez enlightened us as to the direction…

When we arrived at Pier 3, we immediately knew we were in the right place. You see, the class of people which a Whiskey tasting event draws is undeniably different. The people are typically older, dressed nicer, and generally more well behaved and civil than the average person. This is not to inflate my own…

And so it was that the morning after the seated tastings, and three bars later, I was awoken at 6:30am by my two traveling companions who could not remain asleep nor quiet at that ungodly hour. Yes, my good readers, Seamus was woken from a deep and alcohol induced sleep by two grown men who…

After the tastings, and after we had schmoozed the reps, distillers, managers, and anyone else we could find to talk scotch with, the three of us headed over to Swig with a newfound friend named Doug.