Laphroaig 10-From black sheep to top shelf

First things first. This is pronounced La-Phroyg. And despite what Jose says, I don't hate this. To be honest, the first time I tried this I was a bit taken by surprise. Maybe its because I've never gone to Scotland and eaten a fistful of decaying vegetation while getting drunk. My first impression was that I am drinking earth. But you know, as I was getting to the bottom of the glass I was enjoying it much more. In fact, the closer I get to the bottom of the bottle the more I like it. Maybe the whisky got some room to air out or something like that. I don't know, nor do I really care. Point is, I stopped putting my usual splash of water and decided to enjoy it neat. I'm not the type of guy that will smell 24.2 different aromas in a glass of whisky, so I won't try to go too much in depth with this one. It's great though. I went to the liquor store down the street from me (New York is great, go down one street and you can get 2 dollar forties, go down the next street and you can find a fifty year old macallan in a lalique decanter for a mere $13,000...and no that's not a typo, you can buy whisky for the price of a car) and I bought a 12 year old macallan (previously reviewed) and the laphroaig 10. After those I got the oban 14, then the talisker 10 and finally the highland park 18. And the laphroaig at first seemed liked the fat kid of the bunch. But give it some time, it takes some patience to really enjoy it. Yeah, it kinda reminds me of a hospital smell, but in a good way. That probably doesn't sound like something you'd spend 50 bucks on, but its good. Hey, if you don't like it, you can always buy 25 forties from Pico's Booze & Nuts. But the Laphroaig is a keeper, and I can't wait to get a new bottle (its the first one I finished, probably thanks to Mr. Diaz over here).