For the love of peat, we almost forgot to mention that today is Robert Burns Day!
If you're unaware of the historic greatness of one Mr. Robert Burns, he is the national poet of Scotland.
Still not ringing a bell? If you've ever bid adieu to the previous year with your finest rendition of "Auld Lang Syne," you have become acquainted with one of Burns' most famous works.
So, every January 25, Scottish folks honor the poet's birthday with Burns Night, a celebratory feast typically involving haggis, booze and poetry readings.
In his 'Ode to Haggis,' Burns writes (translated):
"Fair is your honest happy face
If haggis isn't quite your cup of innards, did we mention there is whisky? Lots and lots of whisky. With a little whisky on the side to wash down all that whisky.
So pour a wee dram of whisky, make a toast to Burns and the rest of the lads and lassies in your life and pore over all our spirited coverage of Scotch whisky (and its close cousin bourbon, if that's all you've got on hand; Robbie would surely not mind):
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