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!
Don’t be mad. I know I promised a bourbon/baking post. I am working on it, I swear! It’s just that I had such a fun day that I have to tell you about.
Every now and again you have an experience that far exceeds expectations. It’s the polar opposite of going to that movie everyone’s raving about and feeling let down. So many things these days are exaggerated so when something truly impresses, it sort of sticks with you.
Remember back when I finally realized why people hang out and work at coffee shops? Let’s circle back to that for a minute while I blog 1000 miles from home in the Valley of the Sun. Oh wait, it’s cloudy, cold and rainy here in Scottsdale. Damn.