Review – Tamnavulin, Sherry Cask Edition, (No Age Stated), 40%

Whisky has powers that no other beverage possesses. It’s not so much that it can intoxicate, but rather, when enjoyed as it should be, it soothes, almost medicinally. For this very reason, I have a dram every night before bed.

My wife complains that bedtime is the worst time. It’s not because, as it would be for any beautiful woman, she risks advances from the man beside her when she’d much rather sleep. Instead, it’s that time when she wanders the corridors of her mind, revisiting the day’s events. As a result, she struggles to fall asleep. Not so with me. I take the last little sip of whatever whisky is on deck, and within five minutes, I am, as she describes, asleep and breathing annoyingly deeply. Stuck in her mental self-analysis, she increases the sounds of rushing water on her mobile phone and joins me forty-five minutes later.

I’ve tried for over a decade to convince her of whisky’s benefits, all along the way keeping my palate ready for one I think she might enjoy. Still, she refuses even to try, remaining apart from the ranks of bedtime serenity, preferring inanimate gymnastics instead.

And so, because a prophet is not welcome in his own hometown, I’ve been tempted on occasion to orchestrate an email campaign with my readers. The kindly folks that you are, if I were to share her email address with you, I’m sure she’d receive a tidal wash of encouragement from those who know whisky’s blessedness. From there, I anticipate one of two results. Either she’d be furious with me, thereby severely limiting the success rate of my future bedtime advances, or she’d lift her whisky embargo and give one of your recommendations a try.

Because I know her tastes well, and I know she’s not much of a self-spender, may I influence your first good-hearted recommendation? If only she’d give it a try, the less expensive but sweeter Tamnavulin Sherry Cask Edition might christen her rightly for lifting the day’s anchor and setting sail upon the dreamscapes of sleep.

With a raspberry and gingerbread nose, the ambered dram fills one’s topgallant and mainyard sails with sweeter winds born from trouble-free shores. Those shores—a palate of caramel and spicy cakes drenched in new honey fresh from the bee’s comb—beckon both sailors and passengers to quieter destinations than all days before. The arrival, its finish, is a medium-wide beachhead of scattered citrus and oak planks. At first glance, you wonder, “Are these shipwrecks?” But a few minutes ashore and you realize they’re not. The new land’s inhabitants disassembled their vessels, having chosen to stay.

I’m sure if she tried the Tamnavulin Sherry Cask Edition, she’d agree. Although, as I’ve mentioned in previous writings, if she is eventually persuaded, it’s likely her horizons will broaden. Inevitably, that means a steadier drain of my various whisky cabinets.

Hmm. I do love her. And what’s mine is hers. Still, there are other ways to help her sleep. Maybe I should just buy her some Unisom sleep tablets instead.

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