I really wanted to like it and make another friend. However, we just did not get along. I promise I tried. After my initial confrontation, I thought maybe we should take a break. Try again. Maybe it was my mood the first time or something I ate. I neglected it in a cupboard a little longer than I would normally leave an open bottle of Scotch.
I sigh for the relationship we could have had. And move on down the whisky shelf.