Ben

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.

Ben 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.