A long and undulating journey, to be sure. I had my first Scotch at the tender age of about 7 or 8, this would have been in about 1968 or so - both of my parents were Scotch drinkers, generally Passport or Cutty Sark either on the rocks or with club soda. For some unfathomable reason, they thought it would be funny to give their firstborn a sip and watch his reaction. . .the joke was on them; I liked it! They tended to keep the liqour cabinet locked after that. . .
Fast forward to legal drinking days (or close enough) in about 1979. Generally drank beer, tending toward darker brews (Mich Dark, Guinness, etc.) and gradually drifted into wine when I lived along the Mosel valley. Had the occasional Scotch over the years (Chivas, Dewars, etc.) but it wasn't until about 5 years ago that my father-in-law introduced me to the joys of single malts. At the time, I was into traditional martinis, cognac and upscale tequilas, so the Scotch was just another phase - or so I thought. I honestly don't remember which bottle of his pulled me to the dark side, but I began buying up single malts probably around 2003 or so. First few bottles were a Glenlivet 18, Dalmore Cigar Malt, a 'Fiddich of unknown provenance. . .and I haven't looked back since then.
Of course, being the father of two teenage daughters, I don't find the time to sit and enjoy my drams as much as I'd like, but I'm confident that when they start driving themselves later this year I'll have some more free evenings to sit on the deck with a nice dram. Keeping my fingers crossed.
So I guess out of all of my phases (beer, wine, 'tinis, tequila) I've gotten into SMSW the most and stayed with it the longest - although I do enjoy a good craft beer, red wine, or other libation on occasion.
Okay, great. . .my fingers are tired from keyboard babbling, so it's back to reading!