After dinner, The Grill…

December 7, 2007

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Home after getting up at the godless post-party hour of 7.00am to catch a very bumpy aeroplane ride north…I’m sorry Pam (see comments to previous post) was disappointed at the sedate nature of the Aberdeen BBC Musical Output Association’s Christmas frolicking…after dinner, a few of us went on to The Grill in Union Street (a pub, not a restaurant) which possesses what is probably the most magnificent ceiling of any howff in the UK. It also has a superb array of malt whiskies, to which we attempted to do justice…you get trays of whiskies named ‘A Tour of the Highlands’ and whatnot. There’s a menu as thick as an encyclopedia, containing only whiskies. What can I say? I can tell you that Bruichladdich Infinity is probably the most horrible whisky I have ever tasted, certainly at 4 quid a dram…and that you can see Matt and Jenny in the picture…but after a while I was quite unable to discern the differences between Glengarioch and Old Pulteney, which is shameful, really.

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4 responses to “After dinner, The Grill…”

Tom Morton

December 8, 2007 at 11:14 am

Fantastic stuff, folks! Pam, the folks at Bruichladdich will be THRILLED at Infinity being used as window cleaner…David, two half pints of whisky and a beer for £9.80…those are off licence prices! And Steb, I once asked for a bottle of 50-year-old HP instead of payment for some speechifying type work…not knowing quite how expensive it was…the white-faced PR person involved eventually asked if they could just pay used notes in a plain brown envelope as usual with broadcasters…
steb

December 8, 2007 at 7:08 am

Yes, the price of a dram can catch you out, specially when you’re a stay-at-home parent of many years habit. Late into the night at a recent wedding at Ardoe House (there’s way posh, even for West Aberdeen…) there was talk among the assembled finery of getting tanked into the malts, and I was aware of the words “eighteen”, “year”, “old”, “highland”, and “Park” being about-bandied. That’s for me I decided, and headed to the bar. With the drink ordered and dispensed, the price? EIGHT QUID, for a Quarter Gill (I’ve been in the central belt too long). The ‘Park had somewhat lost its tang. Good job I’d not been tempted by the fifty-year old (I’d misheard it as “15-year-old” – so close, shiver….) Macallan. Cost of the nip?£250!
David

December 8, 2007 at 1:32 am

Whit!!! Females in the Grill???? There wasn’t anything as new fangled as that the last time I was in there ….Yep, think that was the same weekend as Infamous 9.80 for ‘two halves of whisky & a pint of heavy’ Round in the ‘Prince of Wales’, circa 1981…Now as West Coasters, we knew Aberdeen was expensive, BUT … when we looked, the new, very green barman had poured 2 HALF PINTS!However, discretion eventually pulled through and won out over that paticular bargain – and we lived to tell the tale.Slainte Mhath
pam

December 7, 2007 at 8:03 pm

these pics are better – more like the Christmas party spirit (excuse the pun). What?? you paid 4 quid a dram for an Islay malt – that’s equivalent to about £100 a bottle! I’ve had an opened bottle of that malt for years and, as I couldn’t get rid of it to visitors, tried adding it to water to clean the windows – it’s quite good – but add to cold water, rather than hot as then it smells like a toddy! You’ve just made me realise what an expensive product I’ve been using to clean my windows!