I Love the 80s (Nights Off From Drinking)

If you were a kid in the late 80s, then you most definitely stayed up late Saturday night watching one of the most (if not the most) incredible line-ups of horror television ever produced on one network. It started at 8 PM with Friday the 13th: The Series—an awesome show about a cursed antique store that had nothing to do with Jason Voorhees, but was indeed produced by some of the same people who made the iconic slasher flicks. Mulder and Scully from The X-Files never could have existed were it not for Ryan and Mickey, tasked with recouping all of the supernatural items sold by their late devil-worshiping uncle. At 9 PM came Freddy's Nightmares, a spin-off from the Nightmare on Elm Street series hosted by Freddy Kruger himself. Way ahead of its time in terms of creepiness.

From 10 PM to 11 PM you had the back-to-back duo of Tales from the Darkside and the superb creature-feature Monsters—which holds up so well it's scary. I watched the first episode of Disc 1 last night and my wife had to turn away from the screen. "You watched this when you were seven??!" she screamed.

At 11 PM you had WWE Superstars (which many of you know my affinity for), and if you could manage to stay up until 11:30 there was G.L.O.W.—The Gorgeous Ladies of Wrestling. There's an outstanding documentary about G.L.O.W. available on Netflix Instant right now if you're interested. Nothing epitomized the late 80s more than this show, so it's really a very important piece of pop culture history. My wife had no recollection of its existence, but really enjoyed the film despite lacking the inherent nostalgia.

On Saturday evenings in 1987, I would go to the Food 4 Less in Modesto with my mom, get boxes of Cheez-Its along with Mike & Ikes out of the bulk bin, and plop down in front of the TV for as long as I could hold out. I really, really miss those days. As I've decided to dry out at least once a week going into the holiday season (I drink all the time, in case you didn't now), I needed something to fill the void of alcohol. Thank God for boxed DVD sets of old retro television. I'm now two episodes into Friday the 13th and I feel like a giant beam of sunshine is casting down upon my heart strings.

There was only one thing left I needed to do:

-David Driscoll


Just In

It's been more than a year since we originally ordered this 1994 Bourbon barrel and received the wrong whisky, but the right one has finally arrived. 

When we originally picked out this cask back in the Spring of 2013, we were incredibly excited about the wonderful balance of sweet, round, fruity Highland flavor, balanced by a moderate level of peat (think Talisker level smoke, not Islay). The result was something in between Talisker 18 and peated Glen Garioch: lovely layers of grains, a soft, supple mouthfeel, and a finish of campfire smoke with butterscotch on the backend. We couldn't wait to get this baby delivered. Then it showed up and there wasn't a smidge of peat to be found. It turns out Benriach had sent us the wrong cask (a delicious, light-bodied 19 year old that we kept nonetheless). We were fine with the one they sent as it was indeed tasty, but we still wanted that magical peated barrel, so we put in the order again; this time for Cask #7187. Over one year later, that whisky has finally shown up and it's still as fantastic as we remember. At 53%, the extra proof is enough to brighten all of the edges, but low enough as not to interrupt the amber waves of grain. It's a seamless whisky; one that floats over the palate in layers of stonefruit, sweet barley, and smoke, as each element undulates in and out of focus. There's a reason we keep going back to Benriach for their direct barrel program. Imagine if you could get cask strength Talisker 19, or Caol Ila 19, or unsherried Highland Park 19 year old whisky for $150. That's what this cask of Benriach 19 year old is offering you. 

1994 Benriach 19 Year Old K&L Exclusive PEATED Single Bourbon Barrel #7187 Cask Strength Single Malt Whisky $149.99 - 

These babies just showed up, too. I haven't tasted them yet, and I don't know if I will before they sell, but I'm thinking they have to be wonderful. Actually, I think I tasted them at WhiskyFest last year, but who actually remembers anything they tasted at WhiskyFest? Sober people, that's who.

There's a 1983 expression as well, but one guy bought all six bottles in a matter of minutes. I've got more on order for tomorrow, so don't worry if you're looking for great whisky from the Reagan era.

-David Driscoll


Group Lessons

Sometimes customers tell me, "That's easy for you to say, David. You get to taste all this stuff for free," in response to my recommendation for an expensive bottle of whisky. I will admit: when you don't have to pay for the experience of drinking fancy booze, it does change the way you feel about it. Getting to taste all kinds of high-end single malt has definitely made my palate more difficult to please. That being said, I drink three times as much wine as I do whisky, and I'm in the same boat as all of you when it comes to one of my biggest passions: Burgundy. Pinot Noir from the Cote d'Or is fucking expensive. It's already where single malt is currently heading, and it's been there for quite a while. Prices continue to soar, supplies for the best wines are tighter than allocations for Pappy Van Winkle, and in Burgundy you don't have the option to simply make more. The best vineyards cannot be expanded or replanted, and yields can vary depending on the weather.

On top of all that, bottles can be wildly inconsistent and, on top of that, you can't nurse a $200 bottle of red wine over the course of a year; bringing it out for a special occasion sip every now and again. You have to drink it all in one night, andunlike whisky—wine changes in the bottle, so there's no guarantee that it will taste the way you want it to on the day you choose to open it. Buying an expensive bottle of red Burgundy can be a nerve-wracking experience for those reasons. But how in the hell are we supposed to learn about these incredible vineyard sites, these legendary producers, and these iconic vintages if we never bite the bullet and open some of these canons? Eventually you have to take a shot and see what happens. I decided to double-down this week, buy some super fancy bottles of Burgundy, and invite some of my colleagues to dinner so that we could all learn from the experience. My friends the Westbys offered to host the event, and some of my other co-workers offered to contribute some bottles of their own. So last night I swung by Pronto on El Camino Real (one of the Peninsula's best-kept secrets), picked up five chicken combination dinners, and helped get this Burgundy party started. The decanters were ready to rock when I arrived.

Much like with single malt whisky, you're never going to understand the depth or the potential of Bourgogne rouge unless you sample the entire spectrum. At some point you need to throw down and taste the high-end stuff, so that you can comprehend why certain things cost what they do (and if it's ultimately worth it to you). After a few years of drinking mid-range Burgundy, I really got the message last night (as did my colleagues): there's a reason the top wines from the best producers are expensive—they're on an entirely different level than the bottles I'm used to drinking. The colors, the aromas, the flavors, the complexity—all just incredible. The bottle of 2008 Armand Rousseau Gevrey-Chambertain "Les Cazetiers" was out of this world, with crisp cranberry fruit and a finish of wild brush—sage, eucalpytis, and herbs of this nature. The 2004 Voillot Pommard "Les Rugiens" made our customer service manager Joel and I teary-eyed, reminding us of the excitement we felt when we first started getting into wine. It was aromatic, bright, and fresh in a way that only great Burgundy can taste. Pinot Noir from anywhere else just isn't the same sometimes.

I cannot stress enough the importance of group tastings, even if it's just to split the enormous cost of an expensive bottle or two. When you taste with friends who are also interested in wine or spirits the experience is always more rewarding. If you've always wanted to try Port Ellen, or Brora, or Pappy 23 (if you can find it), then you should get some friends together, split the cost, and have the tasting you've always wanted to have. While my head was a little fuzzy this morning, I woke up completely inspired and ready to face the day. I feel like a serious itch has been scratched and a longing curiosity has been satisfied.

Thanks to everyone from K&L who participated last night. I hope we can do this again soon.

-David Driscoll


Touch the Monkey

If you're in San Francisco next Wednesday then you definitely need to come by the K&L on 4th Street between 6 and 7 PM. For one hour only, we'll be giving away free pours of the highly-desired and not-inexpensive Monkey 47 Gin, so you can finally see for yourself what the fuss is all about without throwing down $45 of your own money. On top of that, we'll have the deutsche master from Black Forest Distillers in the house, signing bottles and telling you everything you want to know about what makes the Monkey taste so damn good. No RSVP needed; just come in, grab a glass, and get your Monkey on.

You can touch him, love him, und liebe die Affe.

FREE Monkey 47 Gin tasting with the master distiller: Wednesday, Sept. 24th, 6-7 PM in SF

Bis dann!

-David Driscoll


More Booze From the Old Preiss Warehouse

Seriously—the old Preiss Imports warehouse is the gift that just keeps on giving. You remember Henry Preiss, right? The guy who helped make Springbank a household name, and worked with a number of now-defunct products like Deret Cognac (which we also discovered a backstock of just a few months back). Well it appears that Springbank bottled a bunch of their Cadenhead's Green Label Caribbean Rum for Preiss years ago and it had just been sitting around untouched since the merger with Anchor Steam (to become Anchor Spirits, along with Berry Bros & Rudd). 

Guess who just pulled that hidden booty out of the old treasure chest and into his retail warehouse? That's right! Lil' Davy D.

There's about two hundred bottles of this incredible 100 proof rum left. It's big, intense, funky, not-at-all sweet, totally unmanipulated, Jamaican-style rum that is easily the coolest thing on the shelf at this very moment. I bought a six pack to squirrel away because I plan to be mixing with this five years from now. It's a cherry batch of rum from Springbank's incredible stocks and it's not something I want to live without at this point.

A lost relic from the old days of booze importation. Get it while you can.

Cadenhead's Classic Green Label Rum $39.99 

-David Driscoll