Cast Your Bread Upon the Waters

... and you may be surprised what returns.

Not long ago I took a work associate to drop his car off for maintenance. The rest of his story is a fiasco. But he stopped by yesterday to tell me he so appreciates me going out of my way to accommodate him and ensure him a ride to work that he will be bringing me a bottle of Woodford Reserve bourbon.

That's so cool. First, I wasn't expecting it. Second, he thought to ask a couple of questions to establish my preferences. There are any number of alcoholic offerings in lovely bottles that, in my opinion, should never make contact with one's taste buds. For me, WR is decidely not in that camp.

I think I'll go wash a glass now and wait for my treat.