Rowes Wharf Bar? Yikes! I'll bet it's one of the priciest bars in town. I'll bet a dram of Glenfiddich 12 goes for a dollar a year.
From the website:
Yet, within these wood-detailed walls lays Boston's most extensive selection of fine scotches.
In Scotland, whiskey remains the drink of choice. Be it a celebration or merely a sedentary moment of meditation, whiskey has an almost ubiquitous quality, making it an appropriate drink for all occasions.
Mr. Picky bristles: "lays" instead of "lies"; "whiskey" instead of "whisky"; and an inappropriate and meaningless use of "ubiquitous". The clause "Be it....meditation" has no proper reference; "it" appears to be "whiskey", which is not itself a celebration or a moment. And what the hell does "wood-detailed" mean? These clowns don't know crap.
And if they are indeed correct that their array of 40 blends and malts is the best in Boston, then Brian is SOL. (And I, also.) Alas, Boston is the land of the faux Irish pub; oh, a real Irish barback, and even real Irish staff, to be sure, but a barful of Budchuggers. If you're lucky, a good pint of Guinness and a Bushmills, but forget about a decent dram of malt. If I may steal a page from Admiral, I suggest you drive through the Ted Williams Tunnel to Logan Airport and catch Icelandair to Glasgow.