Did you ever try the Angels Envy?
Yes, side by side with ER & ECEC for the win!
I’ll catch some heat for this…. Evan Williams, bottled in bond. White Label. I’ve had all the big names. I’m a bit of a watch and beer snob, can certainly afford to be a bourbon snob as well, but can’t shake this stuff. Have it almost nightly.
That recommendation makes it worth a try.
I’m happy to hear that. It’s like 17 bucks in Southern California. At the end of the day, I’m a Glenmorangie scotch guy, I do hold a special place in my (proud American) heart for bourbon. Beer is another story.
BT is a great bourbon, especially for the price point.But I've always thought Pappy was on a different level, even pre-hype.
It’s the most overrated shit ever…but if you are going to drink it, 15 is better than 23…23 just taste like straight oak.Bench
I am a whiskey snob…and there isn’t a damn thing wrong with Evan williams Bench
Virgil Kaine Ginger Infused Bourbon
Current favorite Bourbon.
Then comes the zenith of man’s pleasure. Then comes the julep – the mint julep. Who has not tasted one has lived in vain. The honey of Hymettus brought no such solace to the soul; the nectar of the Gods is tame beside it. It is the very dream of drinks, the vision of sweet quaffings.The Bourbon and the mint are lovers. In the same land they live, on the same food they are fostered. The mint dips infant leaf into the same stream that makes The Bourbon what it is. The corn grows in the level lands through which small streams meander. By the brook-side the mint grows. As the little wavelets pass, they glide up to kiss the feet of the growing mint, and the mint bends to salute them. Gracious and kind it is, living only for the sake of others. Like a woman’s heart it gives its sweetest aroma when bruised. Among the first to greet the spring, it comes. Beside gurgling brooks that make music in the fields, it lives and thrives. When the bluegrass begins to shoot its gentle sprays towards the sun, mint comes, and its sweetest soul drinks at the crystal brook. It is virgin then. But soon it must be married to old Bourbon. His great heart, his warmth of temperament, and that affinity which no one understands, demands the wedding.How shall it be? Take from the cold spring some water, pure as angels are; mix it with sugar till it seems like oil. Then take a glass and crush your mint within it with a spoon – crush it around the borders of the glass and leave no place untouched. Then throw the mint away – it is the sacrifice. Fill with cracked ice the glass; pour in the quantity of Bourbon which you want. It trickles slowly through the ice. Let it have time to cool, then pour your sugared water over it. No spoon is needed; no stirring allowed- just let it stand a moment. Then around the brim place sprigs of mint, so that the one who drinks may find the taste and odor at one draft.Then when it is made, sip it slowly. August suns are shining, the breath of the south wind is upon you. It is fragrant cold and sweet – it is seductive. No maidens kiss is tenderer or more refreshing, no maidens touch could be more passionate. Sip it and dream-it is a dream itself. No other land can give you so much sweet solace for your cares; no other liquor soothes you in melancholy days. Sip it and say there is no solace for the soul, no tonic for the body like old Bourbon whiskey.- Joshua Soule Smith
Where have you been?
Not on Getbig. I've been taking a break from the negativity and juvenile bullying. Life is good.
Is that high end stuff brother?"1"
