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A Hungarian Girl Walks Into An Irish Distillery, Scherbatsky Style

My neat expedition with Whiskey and Whisky — how I found my flavors, and left Jack-and-Coke behind

Dori Kasa
6 min readJan 24, 2025
Photo by author, about me in the Teeling Distillery. :)

For the longest time, I thought whiskey was just whiskey. I’m sure I’m not alone in this — you see the amber liquid in a bottle, hear some fancy epithets like “single malt” or “bourbon,” and you think, “Sure, I get it.” Spoiler alert: I absolutely did not get it. If you’d handed me a Glencairn glass back then, I’d probably have mistaken it for a dessert, with some yummy mousse.

If I’d had Robin Scherbatsky’s whiskey confidence during my university years, I might’ve skipped the Jack-and-Coke entirely! Back then, whiskey was either too strong or just not my thing, and I assumed it was reserved for gruff men lounging in leather armchairs, puffing on cigars (think Jockey Ewing or Don Corleone). Turns out, I just hadn’t met the right one yet!

My enlightment came during a whisky-tasting session in Scotland back in 2019. My husband and I stood in front of a map detailing the different whisky regions of Scotch, and I realized I knew nothing. Whisky — or whiskey, depending on the country of origin — is an entire universe of flavors and personalities. The two different spellings depend on where it’s made: American, Irish, and…

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Dori Kasa
Dori Kasa

Written by Dori Kasa

Creative soul, toy photographer, and LEGO enthusiast. Passionate about inspiring others to embrace their creativity while balancing motherhood.

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