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.

Of course, I understood Rhiannon’s reasoning for booting Fergus and I, as she sold tickets for the general entrance to the seminars, not to any one specific seminar. So in essence it was first come, first serve. At the same time, I did put my name on the seminar registration list to ensure I had…