The whys and wherefores

 I have been thinking of blogging in a long, long time, but, until now, there has been this small problem about a topic. I don't have any all-overwhelming interests. The other day, though, I went grocery-shopping at Lidl, and came across a couple interesting bottles of Gin. Why not start telling the world about my encounters with different variants of gin? And, as I am very fond of allitterations, why not combine it with my other interest, genealogy.

I did not actually know that I liked Gin until I realized it the other day. Gin sounded so boring compared to whisky. It was mostly old ladies who liked gin and tonic. As I am not keen on tonic water, so Gin and tonic was out of question. In Finland, where I grew up, you could buy Gin Long Drink in a bottle. It was (and still is) a mixture of Gin and grapefruit soda. It tasted fine, but once when I was 18, I happened to have one too many of those, and had a mega hangover the next day, and thus I never had any ever since.

It was only when I dropped cream and sugar that I learned to like coffee, and a similar thing happened with gin. It tasted fine as it was. Raw, as they say in Finland. 

I bought my first interesting Gin for a couple of months ago. It was called Black Forest Gin, and I chose t mostly because of the beautiful shape of the bottle. When the bottle was empty, I removed the etiquette and cleaned the bottle. I must say that all the glue came off very nicely indeed in comparison to most other bottles and jars. It in totally incomprehensible for me, why the labels of any glass container
must be glued with an adhesive that is nearly impossible to remove. That must be the reason why they sell empty glass jars and bottles for the price og those filled with jams and liquids. Why even producents of environment friendly products choose to use some kind of super glue is a perpetually nagging question. It would be good for the environment to allow  the consumers to re-use the bottles and jars.

I received the next interesting bottle of Gin from my significant other in yuletide. It was called Steam Brew Dry Gin with a steam punk inspired label. The bottle has the same beautiful shape as the Black Forest Gin. It has only one disadvantage - the bottom is surprisingly thick. The other night, while thinking af blogging, I realized that there was almost no liquid left in the bottle even thou it seemed to be more than an inch. I am not in the habit of measuring thicknesses of the bottoms of bottles but now I did and guess what - the bottom was nearly an inch in itself.