Saltwater

Out with the chums for our regular Wednesday session. Everyone in good form - and a little jar of pickled mussels to augment the wasabi peas. F informs me that he's ordered a bottle of whisky on my behalf, so impressed with it was he. What's it like I enquire? Apart from beautiful, he says it's like seawater. I'm not sure that's my favourite part of the whisky spectrum, but I thank him anyway. After establishing that it's an independent bottlers Bunnahabhain of unknown age, I ask the obvious question - how much is it? He doesn't know. He ordered two though. It's probably not dissimilar to the water in the mussel jar.