Ballechin

It was the star of the Haters Ball, but until last weekend it was not available in Rochester.

Big thanks to G-Man, for bringing a bottle of Edradour's Ballechin #2, finished in Madeira, from Jersey. Peat, Peat and More Peat. And a never ending finish. It's every bit as good and I remembered, and then some.

In view of the late hour, no time tonight for a full review of this remarkable whisky. That will have to wait a few days, as will the explanation of how we came to realize than when we have a chance to buy something whose supply is so limited, we really can't pass on the opportunity.

Speaking of the Haters Ball, last weekend's series seemed to clinch the AL East for the Yankees, and to relegate the Sox to a fight for the wild card. So be it. Looking back on 2007 tonight, I saw that the Sox played .500 ball for almost two months at one stretch, before they played into the post-season. So it's going to be a struggle for the wild card, and let's hope Beckett stops giving up five home runs every game. Meanwhile, I've got to finish this pour of Ballechin. The nose alone is sending me into a transcendental reverie. What a malt!!