I take my scotch neat, with good company and good conversation. In Texas my Macallan has been 12 years old, but while in New York we do it 3 years older. What kind of difference does 3 years make? It has been 3 years since Conall, one of my best friends, my host, my scotch partner, and I have had the living room pre-game drink before venturing out into the night. The good time has been transferred from the 16th floor dorm lounge on the Upper West Side to a 15th st. luxury apartment. On the leather couches, ideas and stories are tossed back and forth, goals shaped, and the future envisioned. The venue has changed, but the game remains the same. Kind of like the drink, we are older - maybe a bit smoother - but still the same.
8/8/09
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