@ToniT, his thread and @Tom Bradovich are "guilty".
First of all a disclaimer: Alcohol is without any doubt a drug. I don't support missuse to booze up yourself by full intent, to cover grief or other mental diseases by drinking it. Nor it is medicine to relief pain or to fall asleep. If you consume it, be respectful, grab it as last, stop it at first.
Personally - as mentioned in Tony's thread - drink any alcohol rarely. Neither it is a good to be consumed by infants, teens or below the age of being adult.
I'll take the stage to explain my stock of whiskey/whisky, raised since 2024.
Currently it's always something with the passing of my best friend. We had a routine: Always conducting a tasting, when we met. At Federal Armed Forces Staff College I had a class leader who was certified whisk(e)y "wine waiter"/"wine steward". He conducted two official tastings, we learnt about especially Scotch whisky.
With the passing on my best friend my consume of whisky/whiskey tends be almost never, because it reminds me too much on him.
I don't know, if I will be able to empty all my bottles until my last breath. Maybe I should invite friends to support.
Anyways, I did an inventory and counted 52 ordinary bottles of whisky/whiskey. I do have sample bottles, too, presented by destilleries or shops, but didn't take them into account.
Overviews:
Apart from Toni, my carpet is wooden-ish (but nobody is permitted to step on) to connect it to the purpose of this forum.
Closer look with explanations:
The tall bottle is the last whitness of my first approach to whisky/whiskey.
Until the day I bought it, I - if intented to drink alcohol it was beer or wine - rejected to drink whisk(e)y (even mixed with coke), vodca (even mixed with orange juice or energy drinks). I studied at Federal Armed Forces University Political Sciences in Munich at that time. On television a documentation on slow food was broadcasted, I had let the TV run, whilst reading in university papers. But I stopped as it was reported that a wine maker from the Wuerzburg region made it first place of a worldwide white wine competition with his white wine, a typical white wine of this region (Lower Franconia) named Bocksbeutel (they come in bulky bottles). And then they mentioned that a wine maker from this region published his first whisk(e)y. My father's roots are High Franconian (the part north of Nuremberg to the state border to Saxony and Thuringa with Bayreuth, Kulmbach, Bamberg, Hof as well known cities), hence there was some local patriotism provoked an I bought six bottles from the first batch. And - I still have contact to the destiller - I seem to be last guy who owns an unbroken bottle of the first batch. I drank it straight - as every whisk(e)y. In the meantime I purchased a 25 years and others. Mößlein is located in vicinity of Volkach at the river Main.
Left - aswell German product - a whisk(e)y from one of Germany oldest "schnaps" destilleries. They are located in vicinity of Fulda.
At the end of my studies and in preparation for my assignment as platoon leader, XO and deputy company commander of Echo Company of 8th (DEU) Mountain Engineer Battalion of 23rd (DEU) Mountain Infantry Brigade of 10th (DEU) Armor Division we moved south of Munich, between Munich and Bad Toelz (formerly home of a part of 10th SOG). In our multi flat house lived a familiy under the roof. The husband was wine waiter at a shop in Munich. Prior he was staff member of a company at lake Schliersee. We met from time to time for mountain biking. Once he presented me a bottle of Slyrs whisky. Slyrs is an old name for Schliersee and now the brand name of one of Germany's most famous destilleries. He was formerly member of that company. The bottle 2nd left on the upper picture of the Slyrs stock is that particular present. I do have a lot of different liquids. Some only for collection (The Mountain Edition of Wendelstein, because this was "the" mountain of our battalion, our garrison was at the foot of Mt Wendelstein; The Oktoberfest Editions, The Lakeside Edition), the majority to drink. The SILD is as special batch of them made in the very far north of the North Sea island Sylt. The white labeled matured on a ship in the sea, the black one in a WWII bunker. The PEAT reminds on smokey, peaty Scottish ones, but not as strong that the nails on your fingers and feet start to roll up.
We still stay in Germany, but moved to the far north east at the Baltic Sea. The island of Ruegen. The Nazi regime built on the east coast of this island one of the longest buildings for their recovery programme "Kraft durch Freude" in Prora, north of the town Binz. Under GDR regime in that area special forces units were located.
In nowaday investors turned that bulding into flats for holidays. Anyways. We did summer vacation on that island, digged in the travel guide and discovered a destillery on that island. We headed for a visit. And bought beverage. They are named Störtebeker after an alleged pirate in the medival times, who was beheaded and walked headless along his crew and freed the few he could pass. The rest was executed, too. Recent research came to the conclusion he was a trader and no criminal and the whole pirate story is a fairy tale. Their Single Malt tasted well. Left is a special batch to celebrated the new Hamburg City Opera House, and the two bottles on the right side matured in a rum barrel and the other in a cognac barrel. The "ordinary" single malt if for drinking purpose.
Now we leave my home country.
Right: A Finnish product I was presented by my neighbour. His brother lives in Finnland and was employed at the company.
Then four Canadian products: The Wiser's and the Brenton were presents of a Canadian colleague in a training mission. The Forty Creek a present of the Vice President of Canadian company MEDENG (famous for bomb suits). The Crown Royal was a present of a German colleague.
One US product: The Bowman is a present of one of my US EOD colleagues.
One Japanese product: A Nikka in the costume of a Bushido. I bought that in coincidence with my business trip to Tokyo as a keepsake. At that time my best friend was in hospital. I promissed that we will open the bottle together. He died. After his funeral I opened the bottle with two close colleagues.
We remain abroad. Moving to Ireland.
Connemara to Kilbeggan are representing Irish destillery tradition. Jameson whiskey is meant to drink a tea time. Just kidding.
The Kilbeggan was the first place win at a trivia whilst a training mission.
And cliff hanger to the Scottish representatives.
Going commado with a kilt.
Glennmorangie to Deveron are my Scotch Whiskys. Cu Bocan was the most prefered whiskey of my best friend. This bottle was a present by him.
The 15 years old Glenfiddich is a keepsake to my first multinational assignment (one of the NATO Corps).
And the final cliff hanger to close the ellipse: We return back to Germany.
Beverbach is the whiskey brand of Hardenberg schnaps destillery. My wife - at that time member of a swiss pharmaceutical company and account manager for cardio health - had a business meeting at that spot. The had a guided tour which ended in the company shop. She bought a cold brew for her and a single malt for me. Hardenberg/Beverbach is a company from the state where we live. As a gift from the region I often buy Beverbach whiskey for friends and colleagues.
The green-white labeled matured in a beer barrel of Einbecker brewery (a German brewery located in the same area of Hardenberg/Beverbach). Then they have Tri-Cask ones. Then some which matured in Tequila barrels. On the sides are two bottles of Club Whiskey. And in the middle an anniversary batch.
I prefer more fruity whisk(e)y, in case of Islay representatives with tons of peat and smoke I put some water in the tumbler and have a piece of dark chocolate in my mouth.
My better and best half prefers whisk(e)y liqueur. Left and second left whisk(e)y and honey. I confirm, that they taste.
Her beverage of choice is cold brew - whisk(e)y and coffee. She prefers most the Beverbach made.
On the left side are depicted my only gin. The Cotwolds is a present of my trustful UK EOD colleague. They are from his region.
Aside is a Norwegian aquavit. It was donated by my Norwegian colleague at a training mission.
And I close the journey of bottles with something from my very region: Lockstedter.
It's a very spicy herbal liqueur. Being a young lad my friend broke the bars of their parents getting boozed up quickly by pouring down Lockstedter.
Holy cow. He have a saying: You easily discriminate the females, who are capable to steel horses, from them, which don't dare, when they sip Lockstedter.
Once in the Mountain Engineer Battalion I celebrated my birthday as a Lower Saxony evening (I was born a raised in that northern state of Germany.). This meaned: Lockstedter as a drink and raw pork meat with pepper and onions on half bread rolls (We call that colloquial "fire engine marmelade" or "Lower Saxony sushi"). The majority of my unit rejected to drink Lockstedter...
But my wife does.
Thanks for your attention.
Stay sober.
First of all a disclaimer: Alcohol is without any doubt a drug. I don't support missuse to booze up yourself by full intent, to cover grief or other mental diseases by drinking it. Nor it is medicine to relief pain or to fall asleep. If you consume it, be respectful, grab it as last, stop it at first.
Personally - as mentioned in Tony's thread - drink any alcohol rarely. Neither it is a good to be consumed by infants, teens or below the age of being adult.
I'll take the stage to explain my stock of whiskey/whisky, raised since 2024.
Currently it's always something with the passing of my best friend. We had a routine: Always conducting a tasting, when we met. At Federal Armed Forces Staff College I had a class leader who was certified whisk(e)y "wine waiter"/"wine steward". He conducted two official tastings, we learnt about especially Scotch whisky.
With the passing on my best friend my consume of whisky/whiskey tends be almost never, because it reminds me too much on him.
I don't know, if I will be able to empty all my bottles until my last breath. Maybe I should invite friends to support.
Anyways, I did an inventory and counted 52 ordinary bottles of whisky/whiskey. I do have sample bottles, too, presented by destilleries or shops, but didn't take them into account.
Overviews:
Apart from Toni, my carpet is wooden-ish (but nobody is permitted to step on) to connect it to the purpose of this forum.
Closer look with explanations:
The tall bottle is the last whitness of my first approach to whisky/whiskey.
Until the day I bought it, I - if intented to drink alcohol it was beer or wine - rejected to drink whisk(e)y (even mixed with coke), vodca (even mixed with orange juice or energy drinks). I studied at Federal Armed Forces University Political Sciences in Munich at that time. On television a documentation on slow food was broadcasted, I had let the TV run, whilst reading in university papers. But I stopped as it was reported that a wine maker from the Wuerzburg region made it first place of a worldwide white wine competition with his white wine, a typical white wine of this region (Lower Franconia) named Bocksbeutel (they come in bulky bottles). And then they mentioned that a wine maker from this region published his first whisk(e)y. My father's roots are High Franconian (the part north of Nuremberg to the state border to Saxony and Thuringa with Bayreuth, Kulmbach, Bamberg, Hof as well known cities), hence there was some local patriotism provoked an I bought six bottles from the first batch. And - I still have contact to the destiller - I seem to be last guy who owns an unbroken bottle of the first batch. I drank it straight - as every whisk(e)y. In the meantime I purchased a 25 years and others. Mößlein is located in vicinity of Volkach at the river Main.
Left - aswell German product - a whisk(e)y from one of Germany oldest "schnaps" destilleries. They are located in vicinity of Fulda.
At the end of my studies and in preparation for my assignment as platoon leader, XO and deputy company commander of Echo Company of 8th (DEU) Mountain Engineer Battalion of 23rd (DEU) Mountain Infantry Brigade of 10th (DEU) Armor Division we moved south of Munich, between Munich and Bad Toelz (formerly home of a part of 10th SOG). In our multi flat house lived a familiy under the roof. The husband was wine waiter at a shop in Munich. Prior he was staff member of a company at lake Schliersee. We met from time to time for mountain biking. Once he presented me a bottle of Slyrs whisky. Slyrs is an old name for Schliersee and now the brand name of one of Germany's most famous destilleries. He was formerly member of that company. The bottle 2nd left on the upper picture of the Slyrs stock is that particular present. I do have a lot of different liquids. Some only for collection (The Mountain Edition of Wendelstein, because this was "the" mountain of our battalion, our garrison was at the foot of Mt Wendelstein; The Oktoberfest Editions, The Lakeside Edition), the majority to drink. The SILD is as special batch of them made in the very far north of the North Sea island Sylt. The white labeled matured on a ship in the sea, the black one in a WWII bunker. The PEAT reminds on smokey, peaty Scottish ones, but not as strong that the nails on your fingers and feet start to roll up.
We still stay in Germany, but moved to the far north east at the Baltic Sea. The island of Ruegen. The Nazi regime built on the east coast of this island one of the longest buildings for their recovery programme "Kraft durch Freude" in Prora, north of the town Binz. Under GDR regime in that area special forces units were located.
In nowaday investors turned that bulding into flats for holidays. Anyways. We did summer vacation on that island, digged in the travel guide and discovered a destillery on that island. We headed for a visit. And bought beverage. They are named Störtebeker after an alleged pirate in the medival times, who was beheaded and walked headless along his crew and freed the few he could pass. The rest was executed, too. Recent research came to the conclusion he was a trader and no criminal and the whole pirate story is a fairy tale. Their Single Malt tasted well. Left is a special batch to celebrated the new Hamburg City Opera House, and the two bottles on the right side matured in a rum barrel and the other in a cognac barrel. The "ordinary" single malt if for drinking purpose.
Now we leave my home country.
Right: A Finnish product I was presented by my neighbour. His brother lives in Finnland and was employed at the company.
Then four Canadian products: The Wiser's and the Brenton were presents of a Canadian colleague in a training mission. The Forty Creek a present of the Vice President of Canadian company MEDENG (famous for bomb suits). The Crown Royal was a present of a German colleague.
One US product: The Bowman is a present of one of my US EOD colleagues.
One Japanese product: A Nikka in the costume of a Bushido. I bought that in coincidence with my business trip to Tokyo as a keepsake. At that time my best friend was in hospital. I promissed that we will open the bottle together. He died. After his funeral I opened the bottle with two close colleagues.
We remain abroad. Moving to Ireland.
Connemara to Kilbeggan are representing Irish destillery tradition. Jameson whiskey is meant to drink a tea time. Just kidding.
The Kilbeggan was the first place win at a trivia whilst a training mission.
And cliff hanger to the Scottish representatives.
Going commado with a kilt.
Glennmorangie to Deveron are my Scotch Whiskys. Cu Bocan was the most prefered whiskey of my best friend. This bottle was a present by him.
The 15 years old Glenfiddich is a keepsake to my first multinational assignment (one of the NATO Corps).
And the final cliff hanger to close the ellipse: We return back to Germany.
The green-white labeled matured in a beer barrel of Einbecker brewery (a German brewery located in the same area of Hardenberg/Beverbach). Then they have Tri-Cask ones. Then some which matured in Tequila barrels. On the sides are two bottles of Club Whiskey. And in the middle an anniversary batch.
I prefer more fruity whisk(e)y, in case of Islay representatives with tons of peat and smoke I put some water in the tumbler and have a piece of dark chocolate in my mouth.
Her beverage of choice is cold brew - whisk(e)y and coffee. She prefers most the Beverbach made.
On the left side are depicted my only gin. The Cotwolds is a present of my trustful UK EOD colleague. They are from his region.
Aside is a Norwegian aquavit. It was donated by my Norwegian colleague at a training mission.
And I close the journey of bottles with something from my very region: Lockstedter.
It's a very spicy herbal liqueur. Being a young lad my friend broke the bars of their parents getting boozed up quickly by pouring down Lockstedter.
Holy cow. He have a saying: You easily discriminate the females, who are capable to steel horses, from them, which don't dare, when they sip Lockstedter.
Once in the Mountain Engineer Battalion I celebrated my birthday as a Lower Saxony evening (I was born a raised in that northern state of Germany.). This meaned: Lockstedter as a drink and raw pork meat with pepper and onions on half bread rolls (We call that colloquial "fire engine marmelade" or "Lower Saxony sushi"). The majority of my unit rejected to drink Lockstedter...
But my wife does.
Thanks for your attention.
Stay sober.
