What I’m alluding to here is the brotherhood between whiskey drinkers. Although this seems like a silly concept, it does in fact exist. Assuming you are a whiskey drinker (and that you do “get it”), consider your experiences at the bar, at the liquor store, or at a party. Oftentimes, the beer and vodka imbibers, or the dreaded bottled water drinkers, outnumber the rest of us. When you’re not keen on the aforementioned options, you can feel a bit alone. But alas – once in a while you’ll find a like-minded individual who prefers the old aqua vitae over everything else.
Over the weekend, I was on a business trip to San Antonio. After a long day of meetings, my boss and I ended up at the hotel bar with a bunch of other people in town for the same conference. I hear people shouting to the bartender “Coors Light!”, “Gin & Tonic!”, “Chardonnay!” I feel a little out of place, but I order the Macallan 12 Year Old. About twenty minutes pass, and a man walks up next to me to get another drink. The bartender asks, “Another Macallan?” The man nods, and receives his drink a minute later. I tell him that I too am drinking the Macallan, and there is an immediate connection established between us. We say “Cheers!”, clink our glasses together, and talk for a few minutes. I’m not saying I made a lifelong friend, but we had a momentary bond that nobody else in that bar could claim.
Have you ever experienced a whiskey brotherhood?