Brackla. An onomatopoetic word which, to me, describes the special mix of low juniper, wild rose and thistles that formed the verge of the old Highland golf course in Calgary, Canada.
A part of the golf course I’m too familiar with, but one that allowed me to affect a Scottish accent to describe my ball’s landing place as being “in the Brackla.”
Therefore, the Royal Brackla would be the appropriate whisky to treat my winning golf companion.
Receiving the Royal Warrant in 1835, this Highland whisky brings pears and sherry to mind.
Appropriately, it's best enjoyed royally from a silver quaich, but it can also be consumed from modern glass vessels by the less than noble. About $100.