My sons gave me a bottle of Glenfiddich 21 Year Old Gran Reserva Scotch Whisky (700mL Per Bottle), that was three years ago (cost today is $269.99).

It's great and I still have half the bottle left, only have a dram on special occasions.

Had they got a bottle of Glenfiddich 30 Year Old Speyside Single Malt Scotch Whisky (40% 700mL) at $999.99, I doubt that I'd have opened it yet.

Not the stuff to get pissed on.

Issy, don't berate me but, as I have NO discernible understanding or taste for all things alcoholic, can you please describe to me, as one who likes and enjoys drinking something, which is to me, akin to drinking petrol, which as it turns out even though I doubt it is in the same family, I have to wonder, it also being a spirit, albeit a "motor spirit".
I have never ventured to ask anyone, as I imagined them getting upset at the notion that someone would question such a commonplace and international alleged pleasure.
For the life of me I have NEVER been able to come to terms with why anyone would consume such a vial and aggressive tasting liquid

ALTRAV,

No offence taken; liking whisky might be in the genes!

I have always liked the taste of the better Irish and Scot's whiskies but I was taught to savour them not to simply drink them and guzzling whisky for the sake of getting drunk is anathema to me, as is, on a lesser scale, adding ice or water.

I normally never drink alcoholic beverages, as I have a Heavy Vehicle licence again and the .02 limit, in practice, applies when driving a car the which I do most days.

Issy, we have something in common, enjoying a good Scotch, I knew there was something I liked about you. My son also gives me a bottle of the good stuff each Xmas. Knowing their cost of living I tell him not to get too extravagant. The recent one, I said give us a bottle of Johnny Walker Double Black to try. A mate called in one Saturday night and I was enjoying a nip or three, and that was that.

ALTRAV, I don't know why my wife will eat "Rotten Corn" it smells, and literally looks like vomit, and I'm not joking, maze soaked in the creek or river for 6 months, and attacked by some strange bacteria. Other odd ball foods include heavily salted Mutton Bird and Kina (sea urchin). Mutton Bird I can stomach, but kina is a bit much. Then again I love oysters, which are not everyone's favourite.

Issy, Paul, fair enough, I still don't get it, but I'll just put it down to a very isolated and insulated youth where I did not frequent the normal haunts and rituals of the day, namely, pubs and clubs.
Tried them, didn't like them.
Instead I chose to spend evenings and weekends, locked away in an engineering workshop, so I could spend my time to create, build, design all things vehicular in the auto design/engineering field which put me in good stead as a life-long career.
Maybe if I'd kept going I might have taken to drinking and have a better understanding of what it is that makes alcohol, (and cigarettes, basically drugs) so appealing to 97% of the world's population.
Oh well, maybe in my next life.