Notes

Here you can view all the lovely things people had to say about the featured whiskeys and also view pictures that they have submitted.

Nate Knuffman

This was hot. Opened up with some water and got some cinnamon flavor. Not much of a finish. Pass.

Alexander Mckee

Alex Mc(whis)kee

The clang of my hammer has become dull. I have adjusted to the sound, the heat, the numbness of my arm as it grips the forging iron. I wipe the sweat and grease from my brow and try to breathe for a moment. ‘BACK TO WORK YOU MAGGOT’ the warden screams. I fall back into the rhythm. I am 3rd in the line. First, the tamer unleashes the volcanic spew from the mountain, then the man next to me folds it into some semblance of shape, my job is to strike the ingot and settle it from its primordial form into the physical plane. For this is the Fire Factory, where we wrangle the element itself into something tangible and sellable. Waves of heat from all sides pummel me, my head swims. The horn blows, finally time to switch shifts. As I walk back to my bunk, I accidentally run into another worker. She drops her cargo: bottles of deep red. I apologize, help her get all her bottles back…..save one. I hide it in my sleeve, hurry back to my bunk before the warden sees. She’ll be punished for losing a bottle but my curiosity is outrunning my compassion. I have to know what the end product is, what is it exactly that we create from mining the raw ore of fire itself. Nervously, I uncork the bottle and pour into my one clay cup. But what comes out is not liquid. It’s something more ethereal yet somehow solid. It IS fire but in a form I can consume. I raise the clay cup, but this is not the fire’s final form, I have caught it before its refinement. It burns, it burns me, I can’t control what’s in my cup. It has a mind of its own, it moves from me through my room, engulfing all my meager possessions in its raging fury. But I keep drinking, I am one with the flame, I can control it, and then it is empty. The fire is gone. But now it is a part of me. The next days are ash. My meals, bland, my drinks like air. I have tasted fire now, and nothing else will compare.

Dan Flecker

Dan “Alex’s Friend” Flecker

A day late, and technically 2 since it’s after midnight. But based on color and well… color, I’ll guess it’s a scotch. Who knows. Probably no one. I think the translation was lost to time… San Diego, an old old wooden ship 🤷🏼‍♂️ anyways, I’d definitely put it in my coffee… or Dr. Pepper. Shout out to @WakingApril for the vessel!

Scott Beckett

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Just very unpleasant. The nose is tight, the palate is hot and spiky. My brother’s take: “The finish is Hill Country Fare toothpaste.” I’m guessing rye just because I’ve never had a bourbon I disliked this much.

Derek Glunz

Quotes

Spice and dark cherry on the nose. Barrel-proof bourbon that burns on the first sip and gets better with time

McKenna Beddingfield

McK

Smell of citrus, vanilla and honey with a smidge of hay but boy does it burn going down. I had to add a splash of water and an ice cube. Gives a good throat burn 🔥 that lasts a bit. Oh boy the spice! I'd look for this if I was outside, in the cold, freezing rain and needed a burst of warmth out on the prairie. Or underneath the neck of a St. Bernard.

Jackie Connor

JC

Burst of warmth out on the prairie. Amazing. 🤩

Scott Maclean

High proof, has to be. Very fiery. Opens up a bit with a splash of water - getting baking spices and honey, maybe? Unfortunately I can’t say I’m a fan of this straight, but it bet it stands up really nicely in a cocktail.

Wil Saleeby

Comin’ in HOT!

Sam Kube

Scooby

As I sit by firelight. I stare into a glass of amber shining bright. The first sniff my how it burns. The heat begins to raise concerns. Yet I take the first sip, I am amazed. Is this a rye, that I am going to praise? It must be something barrell proof. If you're reading this do I look like a genius or goof? So do I like this Sam-I-am? What is the verdict on this little dram? I'd have another, yes another pour This is a drink worthy of an encore

Jackie Connor

JC

🥃🥃

McKenna Beddingfield

McK

An encore in a winter blizzard only.

Jonathan Cory Kraftchick

Hef

Whoa. Nothing like fire on a snow day. My daughter got the proof almost spot on (just smelling...).

Jackie Connor

JC

🦺

James Hatfield

Hanky

Drinking with Jan and Mitch. We think this is killer!!!

Jackie Connor

JC

I taste caramel and burning! : ) I thought it deserved to sit by the tiger curtains. This one is interesting. TGIF!

Bryce Freeman

Bryafree

This one wasn’t my favorite. I kind of have no idea what it is… hopefully I get some points 🤔

Erin Kraftchick

Mrs Hef

Fire flames! This is good! I smelled this while reading the chip bag and tricked my brain into smelling cinnamon, coconut and sugar... Or are those the notes .. we'll never know.

Jackie Connor

JC

💅🏻👍🏻👍🏻

Zach Bennett

I have no idea what this is but it hurts so good

Matt Eagle

Precious

Holy sweet nose and high heat. I don’t hate it but I’d like more of a balance between the two. Just ok for me, wouldn’t seek it out again.

Kevin Guyer

Some Mad Max home distilled gasoline burn happening here. Feels like I'm back in Bartertown...

Jackie Connor

JC

This photo 🙌🏻

Greg Baur

Pretty straight forward notes of toffee vanilla, oak and citrus. I like it.

Quincy King

Q

Really like this one

Riley Todd

R2-T2

An excellent start to my first whiskey advent. Smooth, but not without a little bit. A great sipper!

Hallie Knuffman

Super hot—but not in a good way! 😉 Even with water added, it was tough to find the flavors through the heat. My tongue is still tingling—but not in a good way! 😆