In those days, I did not enjoy scotch neat, matter of fact, I had no appreciation of scotch whatsoever. Anything so widely available can’t be that good I thought to myself. This blended scotch exhibits no bite, bitterness or rough edges.
Two weeks ago, I found myself in the liquor store scanning a wall of scotch, thinking what will I review next? It is designed to be smooth and totally inoffensive. I am also pleased by the lack of a certain graininess that is very common in many blended scotch whisky.
Matter of fact, it can hold its own against the gold standard of 12 year olds, Johnnie Walker Black Label.
Chivas Regal 12 years is priced competitively too so you are getting good value for money.
The dimly lit bar would be mostly empty except for the odd business types eating club sandwhiches and maybe cougars travelling in packs of two, who were feasting on salads.
Myself, a mature student, who left a career as an insurance adjuster to return to school, Gordon, a failed businessman who thought law would lead to days of wine and roses, John, a top student suffering soul searching angst about whether he should go to med school instead (wish I had that problem) and Brian, not really a friend, but like a bad penny, we just couldn’t shake, would tumble into the bar and attract stares of consternation from the aforementioned patrons and bar staff.
My first encounter with Chivas Regal 12 year old blended scotch whisky was in law school.
One time following a Christmas time exam that finished at noon, I and a couple of classmates piled into a taxi and dropped by a local bar on the ground floor of a hotel, Sheraton, at that time.
Unfortunately, when you upgrade to the 18 year old bottling of Chivas, you could buy many superior single malt blends for less.
Chivas Regal 12 years old appeared and I remembered I liked it as an active ingredient in a Rusty Nail, but would it work on its own? By graininess, I mean an unadulterated alcohol/bitter flavor that I associated with cheap blends.
It is a 12 year old blended scotch whisky, and compared to other 12 year old blended scotches, it does very well.
Brian, I might add, was cruelly nicknamed Barney after the character on the “Simpsons” because he was disheveled, smelled bad and looked like a drunk who just woke up on a park bench or under a bridge.
In any case, we would drop into red leather wingback chairs, dark burnished wood panel walls behind us and stare out the massive windows at the winter river that was mostly frozen.