I usually prefer the sweet drinks, except when it comes to
tea—sugar free baby. So when we went to the UK I was drinking cider like it was
going out of style; which it was, cider is pretty slim on the ground in
Germany. They had all kinds! On draught! In the bottle! Flavored! Subtle!
Crisp! According to the National Association of Cider Makers, “45% of all
apples grown in the UK are used for making cider.” I was in cider heaven, and I
cannot wait to go back. I wonder if we can make our own cider? You can make
beer . . .
In Scotland, all ciders aside, they drink whisky. Or scotch.
I’m pretty sure it’s the same drink, but I’m also not positive. I’ve never had
a taste for whisky; I think my experience was limited to trying Jack Daniels
once, and hating it. But it was Scotland; you have to taste the whisky . . .
unless you’re allergic to gluten. Being such a whisky novice, I figured I
should find a place to help guide me in my experience; also, a place that might
have corn or rice whisky for the gluten intolerant. I found the perfect place;
it was right on the Royal Mile (main street) in Edinburgh: Whiski Bar.
Whiski boasts 300 whiskeys on their menu as well as locally
sourced food. The food was amazing.
It was also mostly traditional Scottish fare, and it complemented my whisky and
my cider, oh yeah I went there, perfectly. During our visit I had a lovely
cold, and I couldn’t stop coughing. Once I was about halfway through my dram,
my coughing stopped and my chest felt all warm. I felt like Harry drinking Firewhiskey for the first time. For dessert they have a regular menu and a
cheesecake of the day. That night, the cheesecake was whisky cheesecake. It. Was. So. Good. I didn’t even care that I’m
lactose intolerant. Somehow they combined the best parts of whisky with the
best parts of cheesecake; mainly the delicious parts.
I bought a travel sized bottle of whisky at a nearby whisky
outlet. I got to taste the various kinds while we were shopping, and they all
tasted pretty good. I think it’s that first sip you have to get past, and then
it goes down a little smoother. Or maybe it’s just the atmosphere of drinking
whisky in Edinburgh, because when I got back and we opened the bottle, it was a
bit more than we could handle. Regardless, I’ll be drinking more on our next
trip northward.
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