WHIPSKEY FESTIVAL

Hello Heaven! Or at least the closest I’ll ever get!

The annual visit to the Whiskey Festival is something The Cyclist and I look forward to with child-like excitement. This year we were so animated about our yearly voyage that we even got a Rikki’s to and from the CTICC in order to fully partake in our annual tradition of being Scottish (and Irish and sometimes American) with 110% enthusiasm! And we were certainly not disappointed!

1 x seriously large monster truck – Jack Daniels Stand, check!
1 x posh looking VIP black box – Johnny Walker Stand – check!
1 x proper Scotsman with sporran and bar rash – Macallum Stand – check!
1 x heaven on earth – Glenfiddich Stand – check!
1 x burn a whole in the wallet – Picardi Rebel Stand – check!

Right, so onto the purpose of the evening at hand, tasting! And taste we did! We also ate a number of strange tasting crackers, stole a few decorate nuts and dried fruits and owe a gratitude of thanks to Mr Jack Daniels for his delicious burgers! And when it was time to leave (boohoo) we even managed to still have 1 whole booklet entact (which considering we had about 50 tastes between us and a booklet only contains 12 vouchers, this was somewhat of a miracle); 3 bottles of Glenfiddich for the price of 2, some Jack Daniels merchandise and our taste buds singing praise to the glorious Scottish!

Slainte! Here's tae ye!