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How to Drink Alcohol on Keto

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How to Drink Alcohol on Keto

How do you know someone is on a ketogenic diet? Because they won’t quit talking about it. Especially if they’re shit-faced. Welcome to KetoDrunk, a Reddit community that currently counts over 28,000 members. Its motto: “Getting hammered while getting thin.” In this strange niche of the internet, the strictest dieters of us all try to thwart their silly, self-imposed regimens in the pursuit of a decent drink. KetoDrunk is the place where their truly hilarious hacks for low-carb mixology are tried, tested, and championed.

“I think most people drink in general, and some people find it hard to give up that last indulgence, as they have already given up so many hedonistic pleasures from their unhealthier lifestyles before,” says Daniel Wiseman, the group’s founder. He started KetoDrunk in 2013, just as the nearly century-old, high fat, very-low-carb diet was again becoming trendy. These new adopters of keto were questioning what they were actually allowed to imbibe, and Wiseman hoped to help them.

“You decided you want washboard abs and SWEET GAINS but also want to get crunk,” he wrote in his welcome message to the group. “Are these goals mutually exclusive?”

If you know anything about keto, you know followers are supposed to eschew carbs. If you know anything about alcohol, you’ve probably noticed it’s completely packed with carbs—malty beers, fruity wines, and all those $15 cocktails loaded with juices and syrups and sometimes straight scoops of granulated sugar. As Wiseman explains, however, it’s pretty simple for him to drink while sticking to his diet, assuming you understand the lingo: “A ketogenic diet is one that puts you into a state of ketosis, and most people find that alcohol does not inhibit ketone production,” he says. (In plain English: So long as he doesn’t drink any carbs that would kick him out of the metabolic state of ketosis, he’s cool.)

Kahlúa won’t work for a keto-friendly White Russian. But sugar-free coffee syrup will.

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Wiseman drinks straight whiskey, which he prefers neat, favoring brands like Booker’s and Four Roses Single Barrel. Even though whiskey is made from grains, once you distill a spirit it becomes 100-percent carb-free. Any unflavored spirit (gin, vodka, tequila, etc.) works for KetoDrunk, though be careful of rum, a poorly regulated category notorious for being secretly dosed with sugar. As with any diet, cognitive dissonance is also helpful.

“I believe the reason [Captain Morgan] has a sweet taste to it is because of the hydrocarbons released during the barrel aging,” said one commenter who really wanted to drink the spiced rum in peace.

For most people, pounding tequila shots is not an enjoyable way to spend a Saturday night. That’s why Wiseman also maintains a lengthy line of bitters bottles at home, allowing him to splash some of the carb-free ingredient into his whiskey to manipulate flavor, something he also does with MiO, a water enhancer offered in flavors like berry pomegranate and mango peach. Not that he usually needs it.

“[M]any people will find that their taste buds become more sensitive to the sweetness naturally found in alcohols and the addition of any sweet component is unnecessary,” he wrote on the subreddit.

“Some people find it hard to give up that last indulgence, as they have already given up so many hedonistic pleasures from their unhealthier lifestyles before.”

Other KetoDrunk practitioners are more adventurous, often looking for acceptable analogs to iconic cocktails. The biggest problem for keto mixology is that most of these necessitate a sweetener like simple syrup. Unfortunately, simple syrup—a 1-to-1 blend of sugar and water—has around 28 grams of carbs per ounce, which is more than most keto dieters aim to consume in an entire day.

“My coworkers and I are probably going out to drinks later in the week at a really fancy, upscale cocktail place downtown,” one commenter fretted. “Would it be super weird to order those cocktails that include sugar…without sugar? I can bring along some of my own Stevia too if I find I need it.”

The group is always looking for sugar-free cocktail sweeteners, utilizing ones you’ve heard of like Stevia and Splenda, and ones you probably haven’t, like allulose, erythritol, and something called Swerve to make their own faux simple syrups. (These can have a thin mouthfeel, so some followers add egg whites for extra body—which gives you protein to boot!) There are some store-brand options like NuNaturals and Simply Simple Sugar Free Simple Syrup, but you really have to read the labels; though they may be listed as “sugar-free,” Wiseman warns that some have “carbohydrate-laden ingredients such as maltodextrin,” and that’s no good.

While certain cocktails like, say, the Manhattan are nearly impossible to make keto-friendly—there’s no good substitute for sweet vermouth—others are a cinch. Easy highballs like G&Ts and Moscow Mules are popular; just use diet tonic or ginger beer, natch. So are Whiskey Sours and Margaritas, so long as you make them with sugar-free triple sec. Since calories from fat are actually desirable on a ketogenic diet, you can have a “Keto Colada” made with coconut vodka, heavy whipping cream, and pineapple seltzer. Even better, a 1,000-calorie Mudslide made with vodka, Ketologie chocolate shake mix, erythritol, almond milk, and heavy cream. “Jesus. That’s ridiculous,” as one commenter said.

Grenadine is packed with carbs, but you can make an alternative with Diet Ocean Spray.

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The White Russian seems to be the unofficial cocktail of KetoDrunk, with members constantly attempting their take on The Dude’s favorite drink—it’s quite easy to make delicious. A typical go might use sugar-free coffee syrup, nut milk, heavy cream, and vodka. (The verdict: “fuckin great!”) An advanced attempt opts for a butter- and chocolate chip-infused vodka shaken with heavy cream and homemade coffee liqueur, with pink Himalayan salt on the rim for added electrolytes. Despite all that effort to get loaded, one unimpressed Reddit commenter could only reply: “Help me understand if I’m wrong, but [a chocolate chip] uses soy lecithin and I thought that isn’t good for keto.”

Yes, a constant trope on KetoDrunk is that even when you’re buzzed and feeling good, you can still be a pedant—as big a hallmark of following this diet as subbing in a side salad instead of french fries. KetoDrunk is likewise surely the only drinking forum on the internet that has deep arguments about things like “gluconeogenesis” and “autophagy.” (Don’t ask.)

The group has even spawned its own cocktail book: Ke-Tiki: The Keto & Low-Carb Guide to Tiki Drinks by Jason Gawron, an Atlanta-area man and formerly overweight tiki enthusiast. Tiki drinks are notoriously some of the most keto-unfriendly cocktails around, laden with sugars, syrups, and fruit juices—as in, “the majority of ingredients found in the tiki drinks I had come to love,” Gawron writes in the book’s intro. Remarkably, he figured out how to make keto-kind versions of everything from the Mai Tai to the Fog Cutter to the typically sugar-packed Zombie, for which he swaps in crystalized citrus powder instead of lime juice and makes a grenadine using Diet Ocean Spray Cran-Pomegranate juice.

No, ke-tiki cocktails don’t taste as good as legit tiki. “But the way I see it, close enough is better than no tiki at all,” Gowran tells me.

Of course, when you’re attempting KetoDrunk, you will have to go without some things you used to love. Many in the group lament the lack of a truly tasty low-carb beer, forced to drink the watery Michelob Ultra. Many instead opt for low-carb alcoholic seltzer or Nude (essentially a vodka soda) when they desire a canned crusher.

“The way I see it, close enough is better than no tiki at all.”

But you can honestly drink anything on KetoDrunk, so long as your body remains in ketosis. Ketosis means that, due to a lack of carb-created glucose, your body instead burns stored fat, which creates an elevated level of acids in your system called ketones. Gawron monitors his ketone levels by bringing testing strips out to the bar, which he urinates on to make sure what he’s drinking hasn’t “knocked him out” of ketosis. Some KetoDrunk enthusiasts don’t find the strips reliable enough, however (and yeah, you might not want to be peeing toward your hand while buzzed). Wiseman simply pricks his blood in the morning to see if enough ketones are present. “Anyone completely altering their metabolism and still consuming alcohol needs to be aware that things change,” he says.

So, exactly how drunk do people get on KetoDrunk? There seem to be two vastly divergent camps. You would expect that, lacking a solid base of bread in the belly, many keto drinkers would immediately become lightweights—“zero to absolutely trashed,” as one commenter said. And some do.

Beer is often high in carbs, so some opt for spiked seltzer to get KetoDrunk.

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“The other pattern is that people will achieve a sort of plateau of inebriation where two drinks and seven drinks feel the exact same, but that eighth drink just lays them down like a sucker punch,” says Wiseman. He theorizes that the neuroprotective effects of deep ketosis, which studies have found to reduce seizures in children and Alzheimer’s in old people, may also “work” for preventing the feeling of drunkenness. This theory is unproven. Gawron, for his part, finds he can often drink all night long and never get loaded.

Some keto dieters find drinking is no longer fun at all.

“When I drink on carbs, the music sounds 1000 [times] better,” lamented one KetoDrunk commenter, with another describing the feeling of being drunk on keto as “less euphoric and more intoxicated.” A third said, “Basically it just makes me sleepy.”

If only sleepiness were the most pressing issue. There are some bigger health concerns to contend with as well. Bad breath is one, as ketosis causes acetone production; you might want to bring sugar-free mints on your Tinder date. Rashes are likely, too. Bloating is also possible, a common side effect of overconsumption of natural sweeteners. But dehydration is the biggest concern, as people on keto store less water than someone eating SAD (their somewhat derisive acronym for the “Standard American Diet”). Plus, alcohol is a diuretic, which causes many people to flush all the electrolytes from their body after a night of hard boozing. This often manifests itself in severe leg and foot cramping.

“I woke up this morning yelling out of pain and my roommate ran in the room to check on me,” complained a rare woman in the group; a sympathetic commenter revealed that cramps kept hitting him during post-bar coitus.

That’s why many KetoDrunk practitioners have started to chug pickle juice once they get home for the night. Others start electrolyte-loading while drinking, using pickle juice as their mixer—Tito’s vodka and pickle juice on ice is particularly popular. Stranger, perhaps, is the pickle juice Daiquiri, a mix of brine, lime juice, and rum, which you can garnish with a bread-and-butter slice when you’re feeling snazzy. (Pickle juice has not been conclusively proven to be an effective source of electrolytes.)

Wiseman appeases his drunchies with butter on cheese. We cannot recommend this.

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If you have the willpower to be KetoDrunk, there’s still the concern about what to eat for KetoDrunk food. Pizza and nachos are obviously off the table. Pork rinds and unsauced chicken wings are a great option, as are bunless burgers and crustless pizza, where browned mozzarella acts as the bottom layer.

“If I’ve had a few drinks on a fasted stomach, you may find me spreading butter on a slice of cheddar cheese,” Wiseman tells me.

Even KetoDrunk’s most monk-like followers know the other shoe is all but guaranteed to drop the next day, no matter what they ate or drank the night before. No, not in the form of weight gain, but as one of the apparently legendary hangovers you can only get while on keto, which some practitioners say last up to three days. “The headaches are like nothing else I’ve experienced,” said one dieter on the forum, while another said they frequently found themselves “wishing for the sweet release of death to put me out of my misery.”

One KetoDrunk enthusiast offered yet another hack, this one to get around the hangovers: “I usually just drink 1-2 Nuun caplets dissolved in some water throughout the night. And a ton of blow,” this commenter wrote. “Usually wake up feeling like a billion bucks.”

Aaron Goldfarb Aaron Goldfarb lives in Brooklyn and is a novelist and the author of ‘Hacking Whiskey.’

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fuckyeahtattoogirls-blog1 · 5 years ago

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How to Drink Alcohol on Keto

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How to Drink Alcohol on Keto

“You decided you want washboard abs and SWEET GAINS but also want to get crunk,” he wrote in his welcome message to the group. “Are these goals mutually exclusive?”

Kahlúa won’t work for a keto-friendly White Russian. But sugar-free coffee syrup will.

Esquire

“Some people find it hard to give up that last indulgence, as they have already given up so many hedonistic pleasures from their unhealthier lifestyles before.”

Grenadine is packed with carbs, but you can make an alternative with Diet Ocean Spray.

Esquire

No, ke-tiki cocktails don’t taste as good as legit tiki. “But the way I see it, close enough is better than no tiki at all,” Gowran tells me.

“The way I see it, close enough is better than no tiki at all.”

Beer is often high in carbs, so some opt for spiked seltzer to get KetoDrunk.

Esquire

Some keto dieters find drinking is no longer fun at all.

Wiseman appeases his drunchies with butter on cheese. We cannot recommend this.

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“If I’ve had a few drinks on a fasted stomach, you may find me spreading butter on a slice of cheddar cheese,” Wiseman tells me.

Aaron Goldfarb Aaron Goldfarb lives in Brooklyn and is a novelist and the author of ‘Hacking Whiskey.’

Source link Keto Diet Effects

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Log Date: 12/3/16

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After the Grand Alliance I returned home to my apartment. Well… our apartment. Our home. I suppose I was still feeling uneasy after Armont and I’s… could it really even be called a spat? Our disagreement. I mostly felt discouraged, unsure of what to do or how to go about expressing myself to him. Sitting alone within our living room, the air felt dry and suffocating. And I was left to my dreadful thoughts… well, at least for a moment…

Serick Burwani kicks the door open, a brow perked as he glances about the room. “Shit. Living fancy again aren’t you?” he spies a hat on a rack and knocks it off. Replacing it with his own, more superior hat. Across his back is a large package, larger at the bottom and narrow at the top, bound in black leather with clasps holding it shut on the side.

Carina Roussos: “What in seven- Serick?! You can’t just barge in like that!” she huffs. Perking a brow toward the man, Carina inspected him some. “What brings you here…?”

Serick Burwani: “Ha! You need sturdier doors for that, girlie.” he pauses at the use of a familiar nickname, letting out a low growl. “Chasing someone down. Shitlord of a bandit. Targets caravans with women and children so they put up less of a fight. Gonna feed him his own guts when I find him.” he had a couple of daggers strapped to him, and at his leg was a pistol.

Carina Roussos: “I see… so then you’re here because?” she waves her index finger up some, a small smile spreading across her lips, “this does bring back fond memories I suppose,” she laughed out gently, taking her hat out, “does that box contain this man’s guts you intend to force feed him?”

Serick Burwani scoffs and slings the package off his back, setting it on the ground. “No. It doesn’t. Ain’t found ‘im yet, so I can’t exactly cut his guts out.” he looks up at the cake and his tail flicks to the side. He reaches up to it. “Was gonna crash here. Didn’t think you’d be here.”

Carina Roussos: “Didn’t think I would be in my own house?” she laughs with a sigh, “fortunately my daughter is out with her uncle for tonight and Armont is well… not here,” she sighs, “you’re more than willing to sleep on the couch though if you need a place to stay the night.” Carina narrows her eyes toward him as he reaches his hand toward her cake, "no touching. I’ll get my axe, don’t try me.”

Serick Burwanu stopped just before his fingertip swiped a portion of icing. “No shit huh?” he sneers at her and narrows his own eyes. “We haven’t fought in some time have we? If we ever did. You weren’t out of your sorry self-pity pile of shit state by that time were ya?”

Carina Roussos waves her hands up, “I think you may find that some things never change. Were you looking to fight?”

Serick Burwani: “Ha. Not until after I get this job done.” he waves it off and looks around for a wine rack or something similar. “Afterwards, though. We’ll see if you’ve toughened up any.” he hops up onto the counter and peers around. His boots were filthy.

Carina Roussos: “Serick! Come on, I cook food here!” she scoffs, shooing him off the counter, “you’re just like a cat,” she stuck a tongue out at him, “tell me what you want, and I’ll get it for you.”

Serick Burwani hops back and just gives the most shit-eating grin. “Booze if you got it. Ain’t had a drink in too damn long.” he takes up his package and hops over the couch, kicking his feet over the sidearm.

Carina Roussos: “I try not to carry too much 'booze’… Armont is a bit of a heavy drinker,” she mumbles, digging through her wine rack to pull out a bottle, “this is one of my own… only because I know Armont would be annoyed if I gave someone one of his wine. He is very protective of it,” she says, walking over to place it on the Miqo'te man’s belly. “This seems like a familiar sight…” she laughs.

Serick Burwani rips the cork off with a grin and spits it back over the couch. “Aye. Old times. Hells girlie, how long 'as it been?” he takes a deep swig, scrunching his nose at the taste, wine was always too fruity for him. “Least we don’t got a bunch of lizards sittin around the house, eh?”

Carina Roussos sits beside him, scooting him back farther into the back. “Yeah… I suppose. The diversity wasn’t bad, but most of the Au Ra we knew had some… issues. Not that we didn’t have issues of our our,” she sighed out with a shake of her head. “It has been a long time… I was reminiscing recently on a time since past.”

Serick Burwani: “Reminicing eh? Usually folks drink to avoid shit like that.” he grins and takes another sip. “And here you are. Married and with a kid. Lookin like you’re going to a beach. Living the life.” his package is sat across his lap, and he drums his fingers against the lid to make a hollow sound.

Carina Roussos: “Right…” she said out softly, “if I said otherwise, I’d sound ungrateful. I made Armont upset with such a statement. This new life, it’s secure. That is good. see you’re still mixed up with trouble. Must be exciting.”

Serick Burwani: “Ha. Nearly got my guts scooped out myself not long ago. Big ole ugly fucker swung an axe at me, caught me off guard.” he pats his side and drains a portion of the bottle before holding it out to her. “It’s the only thing what doesn’t bore me to tears. I’m good at killin folks, what can I say?”

Carina Roussos takes the bottle back from him, staring down at the dark green glass. “We were similiar in that aspect… as much as I hate to admit it, I am not built for a still life. That makes me ungrateful though…” she says out plainly, “I don’t pity myself though, I do feel fortunate. Security is good. I am happy you’re not dead. I don’t think you quite understand how relieved I am to see you every time… I fear every time I see you will be the last.”

Serick Burwani: “Eh, if I die I die and the buzzards get a meal.” he shrugs and flips open a few of the clasps on his case, closing them afterwards. “Wait till your baby girl’s older. Take her everywhere. Show her the world. You get your adventure, she gets to learn.” he shrugs like it was an easy decision. “Don’t settle for anything less than what you want. Gotta take it. Remember?” Serick casts her a sidelong glance, flipping the clasps open and closed.

Carina Roussos: “Yeah… you’re right,” she smiles lightly, “I just, have to be patient. It will be good I’m sure,” she glances over to him, poking a finger to his head, “I consider sometimes just going away a bit on my own, I think perhaps that will help quell my idle-unrest.”

Serick Burwani: “Ha, yeah. Leave the hubby to watching the girl. Go crack some skulls and have some fun.” he whaps her hand away and undoes all the clasps on his case. “If you ain’t careful you’ll get fat and lazy. That just ain’t you, now is it?”

Carina Roussos: “Pssh… please, I practice swinging my axe everyday. Armont has only beaten me once of six times. His brother I have beaten as well. I will say though, I have gained some weight since having Hestia…”

Serick Burwani glances her over, entirely unabashed. “Aye. That you have. Not bad weight, though. Looks to be muscle.” he nods and flips the case open. “I gotta say, though. Lots of free time when all you do is run around chasing people.” he plucks one of the strings inside the case and it lets out a nice twang.

Carina Roussos glances inside the case, “you… you’re not wrong. I do miss that…”

Serick Burwani: “Got into woodcarving. Learned to play this.” he pulls out the old lyre and pushes the case to the ground with a clatter. “Got good at knives again. Mostly I try to drink the time away, but fuck if that doesn’t get expensive.” he smirks and starts plucking idly at the strings. “Ain’t no piano. But it stands in well enough.”

Carina Roussos smiles happily, her elbows resting to her knees as her cheeks went into her palms, “easier to transport as well I’m sure…” her eyes drop to the strings, “have you gotten lots of practice in? I am not doing much at the moment if you want to play a song,” she grins.

Serick Burwani: “Practice. Ha.” a chord sounds and he leans his head back, closing his eyes. “you’d be surprised how many hunters got songs they want to share. I can’t sing for shit, though. Not since this.” his chin tilts up to show off the old scar on his neck. “Not that I ever did before, mind you.” still, he starts strumming up a song.

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Carina Roussos scoffs, “yeah… I understand. I sing for Hestia sometimes but… it’s a bit embarrassingly,” she snorts, “I have a lousy voice, smoke inhalation does that to you…”

Serick Burwani: “You don’t smoke. Could always potion yourself up a fix, too.” he shrugs and goes into the song, his voice gravel and stone as he muttered out the phrases.

Carina Roussos: “I am sure I inhaled enough to have a lasting effect… Calamity you know,” she glances down to her bare belly, scars running down all of her skin. Humming along some with the song, Carina smiled contently, “it’s nice… I like it.”

Serick Burwani stopped singing, but kept strumming on his instrument. “Heard it from a couple of other hunters. A couple what shot down any who hurt them. We teamed up to go after a bandit clan in the shroud.” his brows knit into a glare. “Had to shoot one of 'em. Wasn’t no saving them after those arrows hit their chest. Ruined their lungs.”

Carina Roussos: “I see… that is the sort of life some choose to live. A hard choice… but not for you I’m sure,” she placed the bottle down on the wooden floor, “were you friends with them?”

Serick Burwani: “Nah. They were both right pricks. Thought they were better'n me.” he scoffs and strums out a few chords. “The guy. He looked like he was about to rip my throat out with his bare hands after I killed his wife.” he shrugs and flicks a ragged ear. “Parted ways. I kept the bounty.”

Carina Roussos: “I see… that too is hard to avoid,” she stays silent a moment, her eyes moving toward the fire, “your sentiments… they start to ring through me. At times… I wish I had just decided to cut myself off from others and stayed alone.”

Serick Burwani: “ha. Too late for you now, girlie.” he shakes his head and stomps his foot on the ground, making a steady beat for a shift in chords. “Got yourself a family. Wouldn’t have done that if it weren’t something you wanted to fight for. That baby girl’s your life now. Least until she can take care of herself.”

Carina Roussos: “My daughter means everything to me… but I can’t just strap her to my back and go adventuring… I wish I could, but it’s too dangerous.”

Serick Burwani: “Then wait. Bide your time. Someday she’ll be grown and you’ll be free. Unless you got yourself another brat by then.”

Carina Roussos: “I don’t like to think of her as a burden… she’s not. I just don’t want something bad to happen to her. Unfortunately, being selfish simply isn’t an option.”

Serick Burwani: “It is. But if you pick it you’re a worse person than I am.” he looks over with a sneer. “And that’s really shitty.”

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Carina Roussos: “You’re not as bad as you think you are Serick… you’re never as bad as you think you are. If you were, well I think you would have finished me off sooner.”

Serick Burwani: “You weren’t worth the trouble before. Now? Maybe. But I’ll be damned to the seven hells before I take a momma away from her baby girl. Everyone else? Fair game.” Serick scoffs out a low laugh, tapping his boot to the floor.

Carina Roussos she laughs some, “well I guess I appreciate it. I suppose. You do know I consider you to be my friend… even if you don’t consider me to be yours, yeah?”

Serick Burwani: “Yeah yeah you’re sappy and sentimental. I know. Picked that up some time ago yeah?” he stops and drums his fingers against the side of the guitar. “Nice to know there’s someone out there what don’t hate my guts though. Even if it’s you.” his nose scrunches up into a sneer.

Carina Roussos laughs at his reaction, “gee, thanks!” she snorts out, poking her elbow against his arm, “still hate the water?”

Serick Burwani grumbles and shoves her back. “Aye. That ain’t something you get over. Least when I was with the pirates they didn’t swim either.”

Carina Roussos: “I guess… I mean I couldn’t swim for the life of me either until Hito taught me… I’d say some things are surmountable.”

Serick Burwani: “I don’t do enough growing. Let me drink and smoke and fight and enjoy the shit I enjoy without trying to drown me.”

Carina Roussos smirks, “yeah… I suppose that’s just who you are. Oh well… so long as you don’t end up dead too soon, I’m happy with how you are. Not that I know you care,” she leans back against the couch, playing with her jacket, “guess Armont’s isn’t coming to get me tonight… probably got caught up planning for his House’s expeditions…”

Serick Burwani leans forward and sets his guitar into the case, snapping it shut and pushing it forward with his foot. “I don’t got any plans to die. Too much fun.” he sneers and slips off the couch himself, kicking his feet up onto the couch cushions. “Sounds like your man’s too busy playing with that stick up his ass.”

Carina Roussos: “I wish I knew what to do to remove it… even for just a bit,” she grumbles.

Serick Burwani: “I say you kick him right off that high horse he’s sittin on. Or let me do it.” he laughs and folds his arms over his stomach. “Imagine the look on his face. Gettin his racist, noble Ishgardian ass handed to him by a fuckin homeless, bounty-huntin cat.”

Carina Roussos: “Oh please Serick, he already gets beaten by me,” she snorts, “I just wish I knew what I could do to interest him… I know his work is important to him, but I’d like his attention as well,” she crosses her arms, sinking into the couch seat.

Serick Burwani is quiet for awhile, his eyes closed. “Like what I used to give.”

Carina Roussos opens her mouth some, before shutting her mouth choosing to not respond to that. “He’s just a busy man…”

Serick Burwani chuckles at that. “Remember. Gotta take what you want. If that’s his attention, gotta take it from him.”

Carina Roussos: “Yeah… yeah, guess the who self-deprecating aspect of me makes that hard. Not very good at being you know… persuasive like that.”

Carina Roussos: “Oh come on!” he growls out, smacking his metal knuckles to the ground. “No more of this self-pitying crap! You’re better than that Carina. What the fuck have you been doing all this time to go back to being a piece of shit like that again?”

Carina Roussos winces some, frowning, “it’s a scar of mine that can only be covered… never really fully healed. You of all people, should understand that,” she leers toward him, “I’d say it’s gotten better, but I still struggle. I try not to let it win though,” she laughs softly, “at least you’re honest about it, I respect that.”

Serick Burwani just grumbles and flips her off. “Yeah well it still pisses me off. You keep saying crap like that and I WILL fight you.”

Carina Roussos: “Fight me then! Perhaps just the thing I need for a pick me up is a good spar,” she winks to him.

Serick Burwani taps one of the hilts of his dagger. “No holds barred. Beat the shit out of each other until we’re both satisfied that you’re not gonna dig yourself a pity pile.”

Carina Roussos: “I’m willing if you are, sometimes you just need the pity beaten out of you.”

Serick Burwani: “If I win I get that cake,” he had the most serious look he’s ever had.

Carina Roussos sighs, "fine… and if I win, you have to come and visit me again some time before Starlight.”

Serick Burwani pushes himself up and hops up and down a few times, peeling off his gloves. “We going outside or do I got permission to fuck this place up?”

Carina Roussos: “Outside,” she said plainly.

Serick Burwani: “No fun.”

Carina Roussos: “I’d rather keep my home in one piece, thanks…”

Serick Burwani: “Noooo fun!” he calls back over his shoulder, stuffing his gloves into his pocket. “We going fists, or weapons?”

Carina Roussos: “Probably safer with fists.”

Serick Burwani: “Aye. Don’t need to be bleeding each other out. It’ll get all over my cake.”

Carina Roussos: “Oh hush about the cake…” she rolls her eyes, leading them out.

Serick Burwani pulls out his knives, throwing them into the dirt a ways away. His gun is tossed next to them. “Aight. Here we go.”

Carina Roussos tugs at her gloves some, the leather squeeze as she closes her fists, “ready as I’ll ever be,” she grins, digging her heels into the grass.

Serick Burwani launches himself forward, throwing a swift right hook to her jaw.

Carina Roussos more or less eats shit as he knocks her to the side with a swift fist to her face. Breathing uneasily from the rather sudden hit to the face, spitting some blood that she tasted from her teeth more than likely cutting the inside of her mouth, Carina swiftly swung a muscular leg up toward the side of his head.

Serick Burwani let out a laugh when his first strike connected. “COME ON, I THOUGHT-” his words were cut short by a kick to the head, stumbling back while the world spun around him. He blinks and shook his head to settle his vision before hopping forward, grabbing for her hair to distract while he brought his knee up to her stomach.

Carina Roussos brings a fist back, stepping back to avoid his hands before launching her fist forward to him back in the jaw. “Best not be talking shit before the match is even over! Three hits, Serick!”

Serick Burwani was off-balance from the failed attack, trying to bring his arm up to block the strike. Seems he’s gotten slow in his time away. The fist connects and knocks him to the ground, bringing a loud laughter from him as he un-crumpled himself from the ground. “Atta girl! Now you got some fire back!” Legs coil beneath him and he launches towards her, shoulder aimed at her diaphragm in a shoulder tackle.

Carina Roussos topples back as a loud crack was heard. Seething through her teeth painfully, Carina’s eyes lit up in ferocity as she fought through the burning pain in her shoulder to bring her legs up to kick Serick harshly in the chest to send him back.

Serick Burwani was indeed sent flying back, his own ribs cracking in a couple of places from the rage-fueled kick. He coughs and sputters, laughing on his back in some twisted, pain-laugh combination. “Fuckin hells. Thought we were tryin’ to avoid killing each other.” he rasped out, staring up at the sky.

Carina Roussos: “You aren’t dead are you?” she grunts, “I win, besides… you know you like this sorta stuff,” she groans out painfully as she sat up, staring up at the sky, “fuuuuuuck!” she yelled out, taking a deep breath and exhaling it out noisily, “that was… that was good…”

Serick Burwani coughed out another laugh. “Ain’t dead yet, girlie. Gotta try harder than that. He waited for a time before trying to sit up, wincing and twisting his lip up into a snarl, showing off his chipped fangs. "Now. Don’t pull this shit again you hear? You got too much business to take care of to whine and cry to yourself.”

Carina Roussos: “Yeaaah… yeah… you’re right,” she takes a few deep breathes, looking up at the sky, “you know.. dusk is my favourite time of day… just between day and night… it gives me such a strange feeling and it feel so fleeting.”

Serick Burwani looks up to the sky, one arm held to his side, the other scratching at the scruff on his chin, sliding down his scars. “Like taking just the right shot. Only got a moment and it’s gone. Aye. I know how ya feel.”

Carina Roussos: “It’s nice… I wish it lasted longer. Seems the good moments in life are like that. Come and go so fast…” she exhales again before painfully standing to her feet, “well probably broke my collarbone some, but that’s not something a potion can’t fix,” she smiles toward the Miqo'te man, “thanks, Serick.”

Serick Burwani scoffs and flips her off. “Well fuck you. You broke my ribs.” still, he breaks out a grin and turns back to the apartment complex. “If I don’t take one'a your potions, can I still get the cake?”

Carina Roussos: “You can have a slice of cake and a potion, how about that?”

Serick Burwani: “that’ll do girlie.”

Serick Burwani: “Your potions still taste like fried marmot asshole?”

Carina Roussos: “Yeah, pretty much.”

Serick Burwani: “Fix that.”

Carina Roussos grabs two vials filled with a light green substance, returning back into the main area, “afraid they have their purpose,” she tosses him one of them, “will still probably have some bruising, but it will heal anything broken.”

Serick Burwani had a knife out, nearly to the cake, “Oh yeah. Should wash it down with this.”

Carina Roussos narrows her eyes toward Serick, “I will cut your cake, I am sure your idea of a slice is half the cake,” she scoffs.

Serick Burwani scoffs back and snatches the potion from her hand, downing it with a scrunched nose. “Fuckin hells that’s awful.”

Carina Roussos: “Yeah well, that’s medication for you,” she moves over to the cake, cutting him a decent sized slice with a nearby knife. Placing it on a plate for him, she offered it to the man, “want to take Hestia’s bed since she’s gone for the night?”

Serick Burwani takes the cake and goes over to the fireplace, laying down with the cake balanced on his chest. “Naw. I’ll sleep here…

…Hey.”

Carina Roussos: “Yeah?”

Serick Burwani: “Remember that time I hadn’t slept in like, a week and passed out in the main room. Some big fight broke out and I woke up all bruised up?” He was eating the cake with his hands. Like an animal.

Carina Roussos: “I suppose… you got into a lot of fights. Why, were you thinking about it?”

Serick Burwanj: “Naw. Just sleeping in front of a fire reminded me of that. What a pile of shit eh?” He sneers over at her. “I’m gettin old.”

Carina Roussos: “Oh hush up… if you’re getting old then I am too…” she spat back in annoyance, “it’s not like I was much better… remember when I’d sleep under my desk instead of in a bed? We weren’t that much different you know…”

Serick Burwani: “Ha. Yeah. What a child,” Serick knocks the plate off onto the ground, lucky to not have it break, and pulls his hat onto his face.

Carina Roussos brings her boot up, pressing it to his head, "what’d you say…” she asked through grit teeth.

Serick Burwani grumbles something and waves her foot off. “Said you come a ways since then.”

Carina Roussos: “That’s what I thought,” she 'humphed’ removing her boot from him as she reclined against the couch cushion quietly, “there were a lot of places you probably could have gone to… did you at least come here to see me?” she asked softly.

Serick Burwani didn’t say anything. Didn’t think he’d have to.

I think… things would get better. No. I believed they would.

#journal #serick burwani #rorick aster

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bandi42 · 7 years ago

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Nicholas Corfe of Go Brazil presented a selection of wines from Brazil to members of the Harrogate Medical Wine Society

“Here at Go Brazil we have been working hard for more than seven years to raise the awareness of Brazilian wine, and continue to be the only specialist UK importer to do so. For many here the wines of Brazil remain something of a novelty. Our strategy has been to introduce wines which are genuinely different from the mainstream, that stand out for the right reasons and which have an interesting story to tell. Earlier this year, for example, we launched a range from a winery called ‘Don Guerino’, a small family producer from northeast Italy whose arrival in Brazil dates back to 1879 and whose current winemaker studied in Mendoza. Their single varietal Teroldego – a grape native to their original homeland – has been very well received in the UK.” – Nicholas Corfe

With roughly 205,000 acres of vineyards, it ranks just behind its near-neighbours Argentina and Chile in terms of acreage under vine but only about 10% of these acres are planted with vitis vinifera vines. Hybrids such as Isabella, Norton, Concord, Catawba and Clinton predominate. Serra Gaucha and Campanha in the south of the country and the northern state of Bahia are the wine producing centres of Brazil. The best-known wines are arguably sparkling whites, many of which are made by the Chamart method (second fermentation in tank with bottling under high pressure).

The following wines were tasted:

Amadeu Brut 2014 (£17.00) – Traditional method sparkling wine – a blend of 80% Chardonnay and 20% Pinot Noir, made in the most southerly state of Rio Grande do Sul by Cave Geisse, Brazil’s leading sparkling wine producer. It has had 15 months lees ageing. Residual sugar is 9.6gm/l. 12.5%

Sanjo Nobrese (£9.00). 100% Moscato Giallo from Sanjo, one of the new wave of high altitude wineries in Brazil’s coldest region, Santa Catarina

Don Guerino Reserva Chardonnay 2016 (£14.00) From 10 yr old vines in the Alto Felix region of the Serra Gaúcha hills. Remains in contact with lees for 3 months, then in French oak for 3 months prior to bottling

Sanjo Nubio Malbec 2013 (£13.00). An unusually light and fruity Malbec

Don Guerino ‘Vintage’ Malbec 2015 (£14.50). 100% Malbec, aged in both American & French oak for approx. 6 months, then another 6 months in bottle prior to release. Made by young winemaker, Bruno Motter, who studied oenology in Mendoza, Argentina

Don Guerino Reserva Teroldego 2015 (£15.00). Seldom seen grape variety of northeast Italian origin, this is a 100% example from 10 yr old vines. Aged in French and American oak for approx. 6 months, then further 6 months in bottle before release

Sanjo Maestrale Cabernet Sauvignon 2007 (£17.00). 100% Cabernet Sauvignon aged in combination of new & used French oak for 12 months

Pizzato Reserva Tannat 2009 (£18.00). Very deep ruby red. Pronounced red berry fruit aromas. 11 months new French oak lends elegance and structure, with ripe integrated tannins, and some spiciness. 25+ year old vines, Pizzato is a highly regarded family winery of Italian origin, based in the Serra Gaúcha, with an award-winning range of red wines

The Teroldego, Cabernet Sauvignon and Tannat were the star wines of the evening.

Torres Chile Cordillera Brut Blanc de Noir from Curico Valley was served on arrival. La Rioja Alta Vina Arana 2009 was poured with supper that followed the tasting (pan roasted breast of duck, fondant potato and Cointreau reduction).

Comments

“A very brief note to thank you and you colleagues again for the warm hospitality last night, and in particular for the generous gift of Champagne. It was very kind of you and I do hope that everyone enjoyed the evening.” – Nicholas Corfe, Go Brazil

“Firstly I would like to reiterate my congratulations on the excellent tasting and dinner last night, which I am sure all the good turned out of members thoroughly enjoyed. At the end of the evening, I mentioned to Nicholas Corfe that, if possible, Joan I would like to buy a case of 12 of the very fine ‘Sanjo Maestrale’ Cabinet Sauvignon 2007, but he asked me do this through you; presumably so that you can collate any other interested parties and assess whether or not the demand rendered this economically viable. There is no hurry, but perhaps in due course you will let me know. With thanks in anticipation.” – Malcolm Beer, Harrogate

“Thank you for a super tasting last night. I thought all the wines were very well made, and the Moscato is a particular find. It would make a good change from Gewürztraminer with spicy food! Nicholas’s presentation was excellent, and it was a good selection to introduce to Brazil.” – Jane Trewhella, Otley

“Thank you for organising the Brazilian tasting yesterday evening. Thanks also to Charles for hosting the event and to Ann for the vote of thanks. All the wines that we tasted were pleasant and drinkable but the ones that I really enjoyed were the Don Guerino Reserva Chardonnay, the Don Guerino Reserva Teroldego, a grape variety I had never heard of, the Sanjo Maestrale Cabernet Sauvignon 2007 and the Pizzato Reserva Tannat 2009.” – Carole Wood, Ackworth

“Thank you organising such a delightful evening. I knew absolutely nothing about these wines so it was a real learning experience for me. I enjoyed each of them but my particular favourites were the Don Guerino vintage Malbec and the Pizzato Reserva Tannat.” – Gail Bent, Harrogate

“Thank you for organising another extremely interesting and different wine tasting of Brazil.

The evening was relaxed, friendly and excellently chaired by Charles with a lovely vote of thanks from Ann.

The supper simple but delicious and accompanied by a fantastic 2009 Rioja Alta Vina Arana. What a lovely thought to give Adam and Danielle a bottle of Henriot Champagne to celebrate their recent wedding.

The wines overall were enjoyable and quite different. Surprisingly we liked the Sanjo Nobrese Moscato, very dry and would be fantastic with Thai food. The Malbecs were not to our taste but we thoroughly enjoyed the very smooth Don Guerino Reserva which would make an excellent accompaniment for Italian Food.

A super evening thank you Nicholas, Bernard and all those who made it a most enjoyable night.”

– Pat & John (Shore), Harrogate

Wines Of Brazil Nicholas Corfe of Go Brazil presented a selection of wines from Brazil to members of the Harrogate Medical Wine Society…

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emmaeatsandexplores · 7 years ago

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Dan and I have been together 3 years! Doesn’t time fly! But how to mark our anniversary? A special event like that deserves a special restaurant so I was thrilled when the team at Roast Restaurant invited us there to try their menu. It would be a lovely way to celebrate a special evening – date night here we come!

Roast Restaurant is situated above the hustle and bustle of Borough Market in a seriously stunning building.

Reached via an entrance in the market itself, we arrived and were shown to our table. A corner table with a bird’s-eye view of the area and a glimpse of St Paul’s Cathedral in the distance. London is always a stunning backdrop to any meal! We were offered an aperitif to start. I went for the Prosecco and Dan had a Beer, while we looked at the menu!

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There was definitely something for everyone on the menu at Roast Restaurant. From the name you’d guess right that its focus is on meat but there were plenty of fish options and even a complete vegetarian menu!

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Dan and I guessed what each other would order to start and both guessed right. Either we know each other too well or we’re just too predictable! I ordered the Burrata! I always order it when it’s on offer so it was an easy guess. He went for the Chorizo Scotch Egg (Dan’s a massive fan of chorizo and eats it at every opportunity!)

After making our choices we were introduced to the sommelier, Marco. He told us that he would suggest some wine pairings to go with the dishes that we’d picked. He asked us about our preferences, made some suggestions and came back with an Oddity Dry Furmint 2014, Hungarian Tokaji for me and a Franz 2014, Austrian red wine for Dan.

Marco was spot on! I’ve drunk Tokaji before but only ever the sweet variety, as a dessert wine. I’ve never tried a dry one before. This had an amazing aroma of honey, passion fruit and peaches. It smelled exactly like the sweet version but was dry and cleansing on the palate. Fruity and delicious, I can honestly say it’s the most enjoyable glass of white wine that I’ve had in a long time! I’m off to buy a few bottles now! Dan’s Austrian wine was light and fruity and similar in body to a Pinot Noir which was a nice way to start the meal and pave the way for a heavier red with the main course.

On to the food. My Burrata was stunning. Fresh, creamy, gooey and delicious and paired with the sweetness of the peaches and the ripe tomatoes I was in heaven! Dan’s Chorizo Scotch Egg was cooked perfectly, nice and runny in the middle so that the yolk created a sauce for the dish. Not too heavy and breaded there was a good amount of chorizo and we both thoroughly enjoyed our starters. We took a short break after the starters to finish our wine, before our mains arrived.

I’d ordered the Red Snapper and Dan had gone for the Sirloin Steak. We decided to go for one meat and one fish dish to see how they compared. The snapper was beautiful, the skin was such a fabulous colour and the sauce it was in was tangy and fresh. I loved the charred artichokes that it came with too. A nice light dish for a summer evening! I know it’s not the done thing to have red wine with fish but I love my red wine so I tasked Marco with finding me one to complement the Snapper! Just like the last course, he came through perfectly.

He paired my fish with a glass of Faithful Hound 2014, from South Africa, A lighter style of red than I’d normally choose as I like heavier reds but it went perfectly with the fish. The style of red I’d normally choose, a heavy Cabernet Sauvignon or a rich Malbec would’ve overpowered its delicate flavour. This was light and full of red fruits and delicious.

Dan’s steak and chips was a sight to behold. A huge piece of meat, charred on the outside and cooked medium-rare. It was such a tasty piece of beef too! It had a really strong meaty flavour, you could tell it was a really fine piece of meat and well-aged. Roast Restaurant really do get their meat absolutely perfect.

The wine for Dan was a much heavier red to pair with his steak. Marco had chosen him the Roast Malbec 2013, from Mendoza, Argentina. A wine specially created for the restaurant which had dark fruit aromas with hints of tobacco, coffee and cinnamon. Punchy and tannic it easily held up to the richness of the steak.

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I loved that we were able to try different wines throughout the meal. Each one suggested really did complement the dish it was paired with and definitely added to the experience. Normally when we go out we tend to order a bottle to share but this was a much nicer way of doing it and it’s got me thinking about ordering wine by the glass a bit more often.

Not being huge fans of dessert (and pretty full at this point) we gave the menu a cursory glance. But we got stuck on the cheese page! Delicious cheeses that we just couldn’t say no to so we ordered a cheese plate between us! It was huge – we were expecting 1 portion between two but I think we got double! And it would be rude not to have a glass of Port when faced with a delicious cheeseboard – took us back to our recent trip to Portugal! So many delicious types of cheese and I love when they give you fruit to eat it with as I can never eat the crackers!The staff at Roast Restaurant were extremely professional and very welcoming. Special thanks has to go to Marco who made our experience so enjoyable! The wine pairings were perfect and we got to try some ‘new to us’ wines that we hadn’t experienced before! Thanks Marco…and Happy Anniversary Dan xx

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iladdie · 8 years ago

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Tonight I had took the time to taste three drams by Highland Park.

First I nosed ant tasted the New Make Spirit I got from Steve Prentice. Second I tasted the 12 yo. Last I tasted the “Fire Edition”.

I have listed my notes in the table below. n stands for nose, m for mouth (taste).

What you will see is that the peat is present in all three liquids. Be it in different amounts. So is the malted barley. Please excuse the nerdy overview of the table below! Eh, I am somewhat the Nerd! ;)

Head Sub Descriptors

Highland Park New Make

Highland Park 12 yo

Highland Park Fire Edition

A: Peaty 1. Burnt Ash

Peaty

Peaty / m after taste

A: Peaty 2. Smokey Wood Smoke

n m

B: Grainy 1. Cereal Leathery

B: Grainy 1. Cereal Tobacco

B: Grainy 2. Malt Malted barley

n m

B: Grainy 2. Malt Wort

n m

C: Grassy 2. Dried Hay

C: Grassy 2. Dried Straw

C: Grassy 2. Dried Mint

D: Fruity 3. Tropical Pear-drop

D: Fruity 3. Tropical Banana

D: Fruity 3. Tropical Pineapple

D: Fruity 3. Tropical Melon

D: Fruity 4. Citrus Orange

D: Fruity 4. Citrus Zest

D: Fruity 5. Berries Black Currant

E: Floral 1. Natural Heather

E: Floral 1. Natural Honey

F: Feints 2. Cheesy

F: Feints 3. Oily

G: Woody Extractive 5. Nutty Hazel nut

G: Woody Extractive 5. Nutty Almond/marzipan

G: Woody Extractive 6. Vanilla Chocolate

G: Woody Extractive 7. Spicy Clove

G: Woody Extractive 7. Spicy Ginger

G: Woody Extractive 7. Spicy Nutmeg

G: Woody Extractive 8. Caramel Coffee

G: Woody Extractive 8. Caramel Toast

G: Woody Extractive 8. Caramel Liquorice

G: Woody Extractive 9. Previous use Sherry

n m

G: Woody Extractive 9. Previous use Wine

L. Oily 2. Buttery Creamy

L. Oily 2. Buttery Butter scotch

L. Oily 4. Fat Fish oil

Mouth effect 1. Astringent Powdery

Nasal effect 2. Drying

What I noticed is this:

All three spirits are well rounded. What I mean with that is that non of the spirits burn your nose or level out your tonque. I nose and taste a lot of cask strenght spirits or even 46 ABv spirits that slam dunk your nose and mouth into oblivion. These are much more subtle. Rounded. I am looking for the correct words. Cant find them.

What I am trying to say is that these are perfectly drinkable drams at the ABV they are presented at. Smooth. Goes down well indeed.

The New Make

The new make is very simular to other new makes I have been lucky enough to sample. My mind jumps to “banana”, “malted barley”, “wash” and “oily” almost imediately. Rubbing some in my palms gives me “peat” and “malt”.

Naturally the cask has not done anything yet, no all the wood extractive notes lack. The taste is malty, oily, astringent. I actually quite like this new make!

The 12 yo

The 12 yo is a perfectly drinkable enjoyable dram. Some “Sherry” notes, but not as overpowering as a aberlour a’bunadh. The obvious sherry notes of raisins etc I can not spot as highly influencing. I could list the notes I wrote in the table, but I won’t. The 12 yo is a perfectly drinkable every day dram that I shall enjoy for many nights to come! This is obviously not meant to knock you of your socks and that is perfectly fine by me!

The “Fire Edition”

The fire edition dram is smooth. I had expected to find a very spicey, peppery, alcohol burn like firery smoky attack from some nothern brute.

It is not a brute.

It is rather complex and smooth. In my first tasting of this I expected sherry notes, but being a port matured dram that would be silly of me. The pineapple note comes with age, as I learned from Adam Hannett’s Laddiemp video’s and I found some here. At 15 yo that seems to be what is consistent with Bruichladdich 16 yo versions. At the ABV this is bottled at it is a smooth highly drinkable dram. I still have 25 ml left and when I nose and taste it again I will see of I will add to my notes or not. I personally like a dram which has some nutmeg, some leather, some malt, some peat, some fruit, some nuts! The fire edition has that. All components are nicely balanced!

I do not give point to drams. Never Have, probably never will.

Would I spend 200 euro on a dram. No, I would not. That is true for all distilleries. So I am glad I did got the chance to try such a dram! Highly appeciated. I probably have 2 good tastings left in the sample bottle which I shall enjoy indeed!

Will I spend the €34 again on a highland park 12 yo? That is what my boss calls a no brainer! Off course I will! I will enjoy the 12 yo for the full bottle and when empty, I will replace it! Why? Because I intend to enjoy myself!

Highland Park, New Make, 12 and Fire Tonight I had took the time to taste three drams by Highland Park. First I nosed ant tasted the New Make Spirit I got from Steve Prentice.

#ウイスキー #highland park #peat #Scotland #sherry #whiskey #Whisky

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