There to be broken
Dave finds a high flying attitude to malt whisky at altitude
He was about to walk past me when he paused and offered me some bread. âAnd may I have some wine as well please?â I asked. He was holding the very bottle I wanted to try.
âThis is from the Languedoc, sir,â he replied.
âYes, thank you, Iâd like to try it if I may.â âI have a Bordeaux sir. It is the one to go with your meal.â âBut... Iâd like to try the Languedoc please.â He stiffened with disapproval and stood in front of me.
My two glasses were empty.
âWhich one for wine and which for water?â he asked.
âThis one is my wine glass,â I indicated the one on my right. He began to try and pour the wine into the left hand one. âNo, thatâs the water glass,â I offered, helpfully.
âBut sir,â he said. âThe normal way is for the wine glass to be on the right and the water to be on the left.â âIt is,â I replied. âYouâre facing me.â He huffed, poured it into the âwrongâ glass and flounced (there can be no other word) off.
If I hadnât been strapped into my seat I would have followed him and, as we say in Glasgow, had a wee word.
Then again, I reasoned, air travel makes the best of us slightly ratty which is probably one reason we are all strapped in. In any case I had the wine.
Iâd (almost) forgotten about it when the dessert came round. âA digestif, perhaps?â The smile was thin.
âDo you know, I will. A malt whisky please.â He looked at the trolley. âWe have Cognac, Armagnac, Eaux de vie, Calvados... a whis.....
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By Dave Broom
Section : A dram with Dave Broom
Page number : 12
