Showing posts with label scotch. Show all posts
Showing posts with label scotch. Show all posts

Sunday, March 28, 2010

You Had Me at Hello: The Whisky Podcasts of Richard Paterson

The podcasts for Whyte and Mackay Whisky may be superficially infomercials for its blended Scotch, but with Masterblender Richard Paterson, they are pure entertainment. If you spend a few minutes with the whisky expert, you are attending a whisky college as well as being tempted to buy a bottle. That's whiskey with no "e," don't forget.

The podcasts are not merely a "here, buy my product" marketing tool. They are an education. One podcast explains the history of the shape and color of nineteenth-century glass bottles. Another explains the distinctive flavors each area of Scotland exhibits through the country's 106 collective distilleries. As described by Mr. Paterson, some areas of Scotland have a scotch with a more peaty flavor. Others areas, close by the ocean, have a scotch with a salty taste. With no surprise and maybe more than a touch of favoritism, Mr. Paterson claims that the lowland area that Whyte and Mackay calls home gives its whisky a "light-bodied charm and and elegance."

Mr. Paterson too has a light charm and elegance. With his matching tie and pocket handkerchief, he has an elaborate and oh-so-entertaining routine when it comes to taste-testing a whisky. But, pocket handkerchief notwithstanding, there is no pretension to his repartee as there might be with some suspect oenophiles.

He pours a sample of scotch, swirls it around in a stemmed glass and throws it on the "world's most expensive carpet," presumably because of the many glasses of priceless scotches that have been tossed there. Why he can't pour the scotch into a sink, I haven't figured out, but I am amused every time he does it. He says that the force of the liquid coming out of the glass rids the rim of any "lingering" odors.

The tasting ritual as described by the Masterblender: the first sniff of the whiskey is to say "hello." The second sniff is to say "how are you?" The third sniff is an enthusiastic: "Quite well. Thank you very much." And we haven't even taken a sip yet. When you do have the courage to take a taste, please don't "knock it back like a cowboy."

The Whyte and Mackay website professes two things you must remember about Mr. Paterson: "If you drink the whisky too quickly, he'll slap you. And if he sees you holding a whisky tasting glass the wrong way, he'll kill you." But that kind of violence isn't really indicated by Mr. Paterson's methodical ways — at least not on the podcast.

There is some trendy instruction as to what whisky pairs best with certain foods. Or should I say it the other way around: what cuisine goes best with a certain whisky. The latter seems to be of more weight in the whisky world. Either way, the pairing of meals to spirits is becoming as de rigeur as wine pairings were last decade.

Even if you are not a whisky lover, which I confess I am not, take a look at Mr. Paterson's work; you will get an enlightenment into both drink and country. You'll get an understanding of the elaborate culture that Scotch Whisky has grown up around itself. And at the very least, you'll have a good idea of how to order a whiskey in a bar and how to dress down the bartender if he or she dares to put ice in that whisky.

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Happy Hour in Antarctica.

Breaking news in the liquor circle is usually confined to surprise taste test results. It is hardly considered big news, although the Taiwanese Scotch beating the Scots at their own game certainly garnered a few headlines. Today's announcement was better news for Scottish scotch lovers and big news for the whiskey world. Several crates of scotch whiskey and brandy, believed to be from the unfinished Antarctic expedition of Irish explorer Ernest Shackleton, were excavated mostly intact after one hundred plus years on ice, in ice.

As reported in the BBC and the RTE today, five crates of alcohol were raised today by the New Zealand Antarctic Heritage Trust. The Trust had known about and expected to find two crates of whiskey but actually found three. They also dug up two unanticipated crates of brandy. Always a pleasant surprise.

The crates were buried under what had been Shackleton's Antarctic hut in 1908, during his two-year expedition to reach the South Pole. The expedition ran out of supplies and had to pull up one hundred miles short of their designation. The whiskey and brandy were left behind in an attempt to move the team more quickly. The expedition ultimately failed, but Shackleton didn't lose a single man in the harrowing experience, and it was the furthest south any explorer had reached at that point. It was an accomplishment even without the whiskey to toast with. Shackleton was knighted for his efforts upon his return.


The excitement now is over the contents of the bottle rather than the shiny medal on Shackleton's jacket. The original recipe for the Mackinlay's whiskey in the crates no longer exists, so here is a chance for analysis and possible reproduction. This is the joy of the "opening a door into history," as Richard Paterson, the master blender of whiskey company Whyte and Mackay, explains it. Think of it as a paleontologist uncovering a dinosaur fossil. It is a good day at the office.

The two brandy crates, "a real bonus" as designated by Al Fastier of the NZAT, were labeled respectively Chas Mackinlay & Co. and The Hunter Valley Distillery Limited, Allandale. But it's the scotch, the scotch, that is "gift from the heavens for scotch lovers," declares Mr. Paterson.

Shackleton once said that if it weren't for strength of will, he "would make a first class drunkard." Now there may be some first class whiskeys that require a mighty strength of will to pass by.

(Photos from the New Zealand Antarctic Trust)


Saturday, February 6, 2010

Two for the Road and Don't Get Lost...

For this week's column, I'd like to incorporate the new season of Lost,because frankly, I can't think of anything else. Like all of geekdom (and a few cool people too), I am gathering my wits, turning away fromBattlestar Galactica reruns, and preparing for tonight's season premier of Lost. But it's not enough just to sit back and be pleasantly perplexed at the infinite jest of this series.

The question is: can I get a cocktail column out it? Isn't everyone writing a piece on Lost and the magical J.J. Abrams/Damon Lindeloff/Carlton Cuse trio? Won't everyone be happy with just a couple of Dharma beers tonight at the season kick-off?

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I'd like to think not, but how can this work? It's not as if everyone is walking the island like they are in a Noel Coward play, tossing a cocktail shaker until the outside is nice and frosty! Except…we're forgetting about someone very important. Someone whose presence, or lack thereof, will hopefully be explained this coming season: Doctor Christian Shephard. It's in his large footsteps that his son, main character Jack Shephard, learned some of his hard-drinking ways.

So we'll time travel back to Season Two's "Two for the Road," the episode where poor Ana Lucia meets up with Papa Shephard back in Australia. As the fates would have it, they bump into each other chasing down a few in the airport bar. Ana orders a tequila and tonic. Not much to comment on there, except for the necessity of a fresh lime in such a choice. I do think that the fact that she drinks it without ice speaks volumes about Ana Lucia and her anti-social behavior. It will ultimately prove to be her undoing.


What was Doc Shep drinking? I hear from Lost World that it was bourbon.

Although he was probably downing a couple of quick Scotches, let me suggest… wait for it… it's perfect… The Blood and Sand! Though it was named for the 1922 Rudolf Valentino movie about bullfighting, I can't think of two more superb words to describe the feeling of Lost — blood and the sand of that infernal island.


In keeping with Doc Shephard's Scotch, the Blood and Sand is one of few Scotch cocktails. More well known are, of course, the Rusty Nail (Scotch and Drambuie) and the Rob Roy (a Manhattan made with Scotch rather than rye). The Blood and Sand is more tasty than either of those and perfect for a cocktail party. And is there any better reason to have a cocktail party than the beginning of the end for Lost?

The Blood and Sand:

1 oz. Scotch
1 oz. orange juice
3/4 oz. Cherry Heering
3/4 oz. sweet vermouth

Shake in an iced cocktail shaker, and strain into a cocktail glass. Garnish with a cherry.

Enjoy. To paraphrase a favorite character, Hurley: maybe if we get drunk enough, we'll remember where we know each other from.

p.s. as always, this blog encourages responsible drinking! Not Christian Shephard drinking.