My name is Todd, and I’m…a whisky tragic. Except in the pic to the right where I’m drinking a beer.
I don’t work in hospitality or the alcoholic beverage industry, I’m just passionate about whisky. Which is usually reflected in the size of my whisky pours…
I’m actually a psychologist by training, specialising in a field called Human Factors. And what the hell is that? Basically I work in safety-critical industries and analyse how people interact with the systems, equipment, processes etc…and then predict how human error could lead to a disaster. The upshot of this? There are many days where there is the need to unwind with a good dram! Fortunately where I live in Australia we have many great whisky bars (e.g. The Baxter Inn and The Wild Rover in Sydney; Helvetica and Varnish in Perth; Cobbler in Brisbane, Whisky & Alement in Melbourne…the list goes on).
How did I get into whisky? Back in the day as a broke 19 year old university student, I decided to join the uni Cigar Club. One of their inaugural events was a scotch & cigar night, where for the princely sum of $6 you received a $7 Domincan Republic cigar (value already!), all-you-can-eat tapas, and three bottles of whisky to share between 20 or so other fiscally-challenged club members. One of these bottles was the Glenmorangie 10 year old, and it was the first time I had seen a whisky sealed with a cork. To me that screamed “ooh that’s a bit fancy – it must be a good drop”, whereupon I got stuck right in and the love affair with whisky began.*
Over the years I’d like to think my tastes in food, wine and whisky have matured ever so slightly. I no longer look for all-you-can-drink boozefests to expand my horizons, although Whisky Live always has a certain appeal…
*As a keen sailor, I’m also very partial to a good rum after a race. But “Rum a Day” didn’t have quite the same ring to it. Maybe that can be the next project…