In lieu of the regular Christmas party, the guy who Mrs English contracts through for her work held a hosted scotch tasting experience with a professional whisky sommelier (or whatever you call him) over Zoom. I've never liked scotch, but this seemed like a great opportunity to really get my head round it - after all, I really like bourbon and Irish whiskey and also some rye - so I emailed him for a recommendation as to what to buy (I ended up with a Glenmorangie 10 year old) and went into it with an open mind.
Took about 15 minutes to confirm that I really hate scotch.
"Now drink it with the sharp cheddar cheese and see how it changes the flavour!"
Yeah, it just ruins a nice cheese.
"Now try it with the 78% chocolate and see what it does!"
It makes me hates two things I'm tasting instead of one.
I ended up with a beer off screen as he's walking us through a powerpoint presentation telling us about whiskies I'll never drink but would undoubtedly hate from distilleries I'll never visit. And now I have a $70 bottle of whisky I don't want, but at least I can offer guests a scotch.