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Nate Knuffman
Nate Knuffman
Enjoyable pour, but a bit unremarkable. Slight burn with caramel and brown sugar.
Greg Baur
Greg Baur
Nose and taste pretty similar, Carmel honey and lemon/citrus. The finish kinda like a cinnamon candy. It sweetened up and smooth out nicely with a few drops of water.
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Kim Cleary
Kimmy C
This is super yummy! I smell vanilla, honey and butterscotch. Big bold oak flavor! I โ€œbelieveโ€ this is my favorite!
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McKenna Beddingfield
McK
Slow burst of burn on the backend. Moss-earthy flavor sits heavy in your mouth.
Hallie Knuffman
Hallie Knuffman
Yum. Another great pour. Sweet on the front, more grassy on the back end.
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Michael McKee
Mike "Alex's Brother" McKee
Sweet on the palate, corn forward. Not much nose, but clean. Short finish, but nice. Not as big as an EH Taylor...maybe an Elijah Craig? Butterscotch, cherry...color looks like an 8 year or so. Real nice, great choice!
Jackie Connor
JC
I blame my cold, but I don't smell a lot on this one. Kind of sweet, but really not sure. Music is good. Cheers people!
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McKenna Beddingfield
McK
Misery loves company ๐Ÿ˜
Jackie Connor
JC
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Jonathan Cory Kraftchick
Hef
Solid burner upfront, but calms down after a bit like a baby throwing a tantrum before a rage nap.
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John McDowell
Worm
Yes please. So good
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Erin Kraftchick
Mrs Hef
I like it! Smells delicious, tastes delicious. Sweet and dessert ish.
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James Hatfield
Hanky
This tastes like a red lollipop. And I like it. Nice pick.
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Dan Flecker
Dan โ€œAlexโ€™s Friendโ€ Flecker
I hated the first sip. Absolutely no thank you. More time to breathe and it definitely settled down. No idea what this could be, and frankly, I'm ok with that. For the life of me I couldn't tell you what this is. they all kinda taste the same, which is my ignorance. This one just smells different. Less sweet but boozy still. This one is darker than yesterday's. Closer to the color of day 1. In fact, this more resembles day 1 than day 2. Moral of the story, Coffee yes and also.... Dr. Pepper. But not my favorite so far.
Scott Maclean
Scott Maclean
Tasty, but fiery at first. Guessing higher proof, but not super high proof. Opens up nicely with a splash of water. Guessing a rye whiskey, but wonโ€™t be surprised if Iโ€™m wrong. ๐Ÿ˜
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Scott Beckett
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Fairly classic bourbon nose. Cherry and brown sugar up front, cola toward the finish. Maybe a 92 proof? I donโ€™t trust my judgment on ABV after yesterday. The oak is present but not aggressive. Thereโ€™s a back note on the nose, like dusty spices or something, thatโ€™s quite pleasant. Itโ€™s super drinkable but still has some character. I like it! Weโ€™re watching the Illumination Grinch this evening. I enjoy the Tyler the Creator song he did for the soundtrack.
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McKenna Beddingfield
McK
Yes to dusty spices. With a mix of moss!
Kelsey Harkins
Team Harkins
Kelseys fav so far. Andrew is skeptical. ๐Ÿ˜†
Colleen Beyer
None
Smooooooth! I like it! Neat is perfect!
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Matt Eagle
Precious
Wow, I really like this. Earthy with a nice bite and the right amount of sweetness.
Zach Bennett
Zach Bennett
I would drink this again. Strong but smooth at the same time.
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Kevin Guyer
Kevin Guyer
She said 'Gah! It's like the China Syndrome! It's burning to my core!' - she was not a fan. Me, I like it. Hot, not overly complex - I've got simpler tastes I suppose. Regardless, I kinda dig it.
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Sam Kube
Scooby
Would I sip this bourbon here or there? I'd sip this bourbon anywhere. I get caramel on the nose, oh so sweet. After a long day this is a nice little treat Would I drink this with ole JK Of course I would, any day. Perhaps next week when I am down in Raleigh To miss that opportunity would surely be folly So do I like it, Sam-I-am? Of course I do, it's a fine dram. It's not too strong, it's not too wild. But is good to sip on, calm and mild.
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Michael McKee
Mike "Alex's Brother" McKee
So interesting...I a/b it with my staple BIB Evan Willams, and it was hotter to me...I guessed 110 proof!
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Scott Duda
Duda
Cinnamon, maple syrupโ€ฆsome heat. My favorite so far. I feel confident Iโ€™ve had this before though I canโ€™t place.
David Pearson
daveyd
Smooth and nice caramel on the front end. Strong on the finish. Very nice flavor IMO!
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John McDowell
Worm
Solid. Tastes like scotch, but with something else in it, so probably Japanese? But I would certainly drink this again.
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Alexander Mckee
Alex Mc(whis)kee
I scramble in the derelict wasteland, trying to find any semblance of kindling here in the middle of nowhere. Why she insisted on performing the ritual so far flung from our homeland I cannot understand. Pride? Religious fervor? A zealot would have more sense than to try and create a Sacred Teardrop without the proper resources. No, it must be that deep seated insecurity, that chip that digs ever deeper into her shoulder. Ambitious to believe that she can produce our faithโ€™s great offering despite harrowing conditions and lack of proper fuel. I gather what few scraps of sticks and grass I can and carry them to our camp. There she is, the priestess in her robes, ragged and torn by the weather, a stern but confident gaze toward the horizon. Maybe she can do it. I and three other acolytes fling what we could find into a meager pile. We kneel as the sun sets, casting a shadow on this empty land. The chant begins. She starts low, building the rhythm, layering guttural drones and wailing cries. I am swept into the dance, her voice intoxicating, truly magical. The friction of her voice sparks the pile of kindling, it has caught fire free from human touch. She takes the Holy Gourd and weeps, catching the precious offerings from her eyes. She grips the vessel and barehanded, shoves it into the fire. The chanting reaches a fevered pitch as the flames lash out at her hands, engulfing this crucible of flesh and tradition. The flames reach their peak as the chanting ceases, then nothing. The meager fuel has been used up, the ritual complete. She cradles the Gourd, whispering the last incantations. She comes to each acolyte one by one. She looks down on me, still on my knees. With a smile she cups my chin and brings the gourd to my lips. My palate cannot separate from my devotion: Itโ€™s smokey but her Tears were many.