I’m not the world’s biggest Scotch Whiskey aficionado, but I’m no slouch either. So tonight I hiked over to The Feathers with my friend Tom for a drink.
With the largest single malt collection in Toronto I soon found myself paralyzed by choice. The menu is daunting to say the least. The only thing I could do to pare it down was to decide on age. So I figured I’d go for something as old as I am: a 1975 Linkwood cask strength that was out of this world.
And best yet, it’s within walking, I mean stumbling distance home.