Remember last summer when I wrote about state whiskeys (read it here)? To refresh your memory, it started when I filled our summer with over 4,000 miles of travel in only seven short weeks. With kids. Little kids. Around that time, Esquire and Food + Wine both came out with articles about the best/most important bourbons. Challenge accepted! I scoped out local offerings on each of the trips and presto – blog post!
I know, I know. This is supposed to be my second state bourbon post. I’m working on it, I swear. Finding local whiskeys is hard! I’ve already written about my own region and unless I’m traveling, it’s hard to find something from further away. Plus I’ve more research (read: drinking!) to do before I can actually finish the post. I still have one to open, and frankly I’m a little scared of it. Without giving away too much, I think this state has way better to offer, if I could just find it!
While the timing may seem suspect, I swear this is not a post about some disillusioned New Year’s resolution. For me, the urge to purge is nearly constant– Gina and the Husband will tell you I send regular texts about how the clutter is making me insane, or how pitching random nonsense from all corners of the house makes me practically giddy.