There isn’t a great handbook for maturing. It’s something that takes its own time, with the greatest progress happening imperceptibly over the course of years. But that doesn’t stop you from thinking you can rush it. For young men, exploring whiskey feels like a solid route. This is a deeply ironic idea, which will surely be lost on him. No, instead, the mid 20s male experiments with his tastes buds while getting drunk. Chances are he starts with bourbon. He’ll start with something that comes in an odd bottle and branch out from there. He’ll start to learn the difference between corn and wheated bourbons. After a while, he’ll turn his attention to scotch, though the fascination might start with a single malt from Japan. This is a big breakthrough for him. Scotch is what his proverbial father drinks. It’s not as palatable to drink as bourbon and its very expensive, which definitionally means it’s manly. He might get lured by in something famous like Macallan, but soon he’ll know how to accurately pronounce words that would give linguists fits. Laphroig, Caol Ila, Glenmorangie, Lagavulin, and so on and so forth. After a long walk through Scottish highlands with his taste buds he’ll return back to America but this time with an eye for rye, the bottle with the green label. It’s the one he hasn’t tried and he’ll either like it or stick with bourbon. Or maybe he’ll realize that maturation about something else entirely. If he’s lucky he’ll realize that drinking lots of different kinds of whiskey won't reveal any essential truths about the world—except just that.
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