Ben is my friend.
Isn't there a song about Ben?
Ah yes, it's a Michael Jackson song.
About a rat if I remember correctly.
My Ben is NOT a rat.
My Ben is Nevis.
A smooth, 10 year, single malt from the central highlands of Scotland.
He is my friend. Me likee him.
After this post everyone is going to think I'm an alcoholic.
But I'm not - I just like to have a glass at the end of the day.
On some days - not all.
I feel like I'm part of the rat pack, except I don't have a cigar in my mouth.
There's something about a glass of scotch that just makes you feel, grown up, posh, and sophisticated all at once.
And of course the whiskey gives you a warm fuzzy in your tummy.