Let’s drink to the notion that cocktails are more than the sum of their ingredients; they are sculptures in a glass. Let’s not be mere whisky drinkers, but patrons of the art of distilling.

Let’s toast the patient artisans in Scotland, Kentucky, and Japan who set aside the contents of our tumblers for decades until deciding that they are finally ready to be served to us,

in just the right portion, in just the right glass, in just the right room.

We all have our own vices, and the ones that we endorse are those at the heart of human celebration.