Not a connoisseur either but love the stuff and have a funny story about it...
Had the great honour to taste Macallan 57 at a scotch tasting set up by a rather brave friend of mine.
So this friend was bartender at the local canadian legion in our tiny hick town and she had this absolutely mad idea to bring in a bottle of the good
stuff, sell raffle tickets for $20 a piece with winners getting a place at an incredible meal catered by fabulous local caterers. It was to be a
fundraiser but it may have nearly sunk the legion financially.
To my delight, I won a ticket! Truth be told, I think most folk balked at the price so they were mostly bought by friends of the bartender who as
much as they like whisky were concerned about her losing her job. Sure enough, on the day of the event we all seemed to know each other. The whisky
itself, in a Lalique crystal bottle, cost around $17,000 and was brought by armoured truck and ceremonially piped in by a piper some days before the
The day of the "tasting" saw locals in kilts and legion regalia, suits, heels and gowns. Normally, it's mac jackets, jeans, stanfields and crocs
around here. The Macallan reps were on hand to give a history and education slide presentation while again the local pipe band and highland dancers
entertained us. The legion hall was decked in elegant black crepe and tartans. The food was spectacular and each course was served with an extremely
generous shot of lesser whiskies while the reps taught us about the different tastes and what went into the production of each whisky. The idea was to
experience the build up to quality.
Keep in mind that the meal had about six courses so that is six extremely generous shots all lined up in front of us. It wasn't long before people
were staggering around trading shots they didn't fancy with those they preferred. It quickly become much less formal and quite rowdy and this all
before the raffle of the great Macallan 57. Finally, before being given to the winner, the bottle was duly opened and shots were poured into stainless
steel flasks for all attendees... one for the road. This worked out to be about $800 a shot, definitely a once in a lifetime experience. The winner
still had half a bottle left plus the bottle itself had a value.
This event was legendary in our town. Many of those who attended remember nothing. It was said they poured like whisky out of the hall after the event
and down into the rest of the legion to cause much chaos. Most, like me, only sipped from their wee flasks in the coming days once the hangover had
lifted and finally tasted the way whisky was meant to be. I can't help thinking of all those fancy wine "tasters" spitting the wine back out... not in
our town, never!
That whisky was like nothing else I've tasted and it really was so good it killed all other scotch for me or I should say all scotch within my budget