Review by Don Kavanagh, New Zealand Herald, 13 November 2012. Once upon a time, and it wasn’t that long ago, this country was a dry house for whisky drinkers. Sure, there was plenty of Scotch and Irish to be had, but locally produced whisky was not something you’d drink willingly. Not twice, anyway. Wilson’s was the big name, a blend of such monumental anonymity that the first time I tried it, I had to tie a knot around my finger to remind me I was actually drinking whisky. It wasn’t all that bad, it just wasn’t all that good,...
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