JD and I have one of those on-again, off-again relationships…
Jack Daniel’s was probably the first whiskey that I started to enjoy on the rocks and, eventually, neat. There was something about the unique, subtly smokey flavour that I liked it better straight-up, rather than mixed. But, as my palate developed and I began to appreciate scotch and other more-premium spirits, I started to find JD a little bitter and lacking flavour.
That said, I think I’ll always have a bottle of Jack in my cupboard. It’s my old flame that still, every once in a while, I can’t help but think back fondly on… and find myself calling upon.
And, on those occasions when I can’t help myself, JD’s always there to satisfy. Sure, the rough edges and all those other elements that pushed me away are still there but so are the things that I found so appealing in my youth. There’s still the smooth carmel-corn sweetness, so nicely balanced with that wisp of smoke and that lingering charcoal exit… Yeah, as long as we don’t pretend it’s something more, every once and a while there’s nothing like a quick fling with an old flame like JD.