Drambuie is defined by Wikipedia as…
“a honey- and herb-flavoured golden scotch whisky liqueur made from aged malt whisky, heather honey and a secret blend of herbs and spices. The flavour suggests saffron, honey, anise, nutmeg and herbs.”
The following is an account of the experience of my cousin and me with Drambuie. Pictured below (at the start of our evening) is a picture of my cousin, Brandon – a Captain in the Marine Corps:
We were hanging out at a private bar named Captain’s (hence the Captain was in Captain’s) and I was in a mood to try new drinks. No one had tried Drambuie before, so I decided to be a Drambuie pioneer. I was already a few drinks in and drinks always seem to go down easy at that point. Not so with the Drambuie… As soon as I threw it back, my throat spasmed and I had to choke the shot down which was immediately followed by a fit of coughing. I thought this might have been a one-time event and so two drinks later, I decided I’d give it another try. The chloroform/Red Bull smell of the Drambuie put me off, but I hated the idea that I couldn’t conquer a drink. Down it went. Bad idea… My throat went into full-scale revolt. I couldn’t swallow a drop. My throat just completely seized up and went into lock-down, causing me to spit the Drambuie up all over the bar like a freshman in high school that can’t handle the Bud Light in the beer bong. This was followed by a violent coughing frenzy which ended up hurting my throat so badly that I had a persistent cough for three days. The Drambuie left my vocal chords scorched.
Captain Brandon is a tough, hard-drinking Marine. Seeing me disgrace myself, he felt obligated to step up to preserve the family honor. Captain Brandon was already several drinks in as well and so he was able to force the first Drambuie shot down at about the same level of difficulty I experienced my first time. It made me feel better to see him also having trouble. However, Brandon also felt compelled to try and conquer the Drambuie challenge. So, he had a second shot. The picture below was taken right after the second shot:
As one can see, Brandon is experiencing some difficulty. However, Marines don’t quit. So, Brandon downed a third shot. It might as well have been three strikes and you’re out because Brandon was simply done at that point. He stumbled away from the bar and out onto the balcony where he collapsed into a chair for the next three hours (until I dragged Captain Brandon back into the house and cleaned the vomit off of him before allowing him to pass out again).
Conclusion: Drambuie is not for me and is apparently not for any blood relative of mine. Seriously, it smells and tastes awful – nothing like the Wikipedia definition. I don’t know how anyone drinks the stuff and I’ve had some pretty unusual and extreme drinks. Has anyone else tried Drambuie?