Few people love whiskey after their first sip. Whether it be the smokey heat of peat, the stinging bite of alcohol or myriad mysterious “brown” flavors, whiskey is an acquired taste like black coffee or Vegemite. After constant exposure, however, it can become a much-loved spirit.
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This was my experience with whiskey: from disdain into appreciation. My whiskey palate continues to mature, and I’ll never forget the drams that turned me into a “whiskey guy.” In order of my experiences, these are the bottles that got me to love whiskey.
The Macallan 12-Year-Old Sherry Oak Cask

The Macallan 12-Year-Old Sherry Oak Cask
My dad is a (The) Macallan guy, and he passed his love of the Speyside scotch to me. From what I recall, my first experience with whiskey ever was a taste of the classic Macallan 12 Year. And I hated it. The taste reminded me of what rubbing alcohol smelled like, and it was nauseating. I winced and told my dad it was “fine.” When I revisited The Macallan, after a time of shooting whiskey rather than sipping it, I realized why my dad was so into his scotch. The Macallan was smooth and velvety with flavors of baking spices and candied fruits. It burned, but not like the bottom-shelf swill in college dorms; instead, it was a warm heat that smoldered like a hearth in the middle of winter. Now I’m a Macallan guy, too.