Finding and bringing home Whiskey

This is not a post about bourbon. It is a post about Whiskey, but not necessarily how you think.

In February, my last remaining dog, Akira (a purebred Siberian Husky) succumbed to a rapidly advancing cancer. This was particularly hard on our family since cancer is a tough subject for us after my wife was diagnosed last year. My wife is fine, she is cancer free, but she holds a grudge against cancer. It took a lot from her. And seeing it take the pup we had raised and then lived with for almost 15 years was hard. So hard that we couldn't bring ourselves to get another right away. 

Last week we both agreed that the time had come, the house was too empty. Monday night, we looked on PetFinder.com for a dog. We didn't want a puppy. We aren't able to come home to let it out during the day so we needed one that was able to hold urine all day. And besides, if I could rescue one that was unwanted, I knew that I'd be helping that dog a lot more that I would if I had gone to one of those puppy-mill stores. Win-win right?

So I found a local rescue that had a bunch of dogs. I filled out the application. Sent it in. Got an email back. Things were looking up. I'd made an appointment to see a Newfoundland mix for Friday. Thursday night, for many reasons I won't get into here, I was starting to get some strange vibes from the rescue. We decided to do a little google searching and found horrible reviews. Not just one, but repeated over and over. It was tough to overlook. Accusations of misrepresenting the health, training and age of the dogs in question. We emailed the lady who ran it and got no real good response. It was heart-breaking for us. We'd already gotten attached to the one we had made the appointment for. Based soley on the photo and the email conversation from the foster. But now, how could we even believe that the dog we wanted even existed? 

I knew that I would be unable to say no, even if it was on it's last leg. But I also knew I was still talking to Akira's ashes every day. I couldn't say good bye to another dog this quickly. I reluctantly backed out of the appointment. I felt terrible. That foster could have been totally truthful. The dog might have been young, healthy and perfectly trained just like they said. Or it could be a giant, old dog with mental and health issues that I would be unprepared for. I just couldn't take the risk. 

So after backing out, I was still extremely interested in getting a dog. Like, right now please. I still wanted a rescue for all the reasons I originally stated. Maybe a couple years old. Young enough to be with us a while, but old enough that it might have a shot at being at least partially trained. So I decided that while maybe a foster/rescue situation wasn't going to work for us, we had rescued our other dog Ollie from our local Humane Society (adopted in 1999, he was officially a Husky/Malamute mix though the vet and HS workers suspected there was a little wolf tossed into the mix as well). I googled Humane Societies in Minnesota and found one right near where I work. Lots of dogs. Available for adoption. Right away. 

I had originally planned to avoid more Huskies. I enjoyed the breed and knew their quirks, but was afraid that I would automatically expect them to act like Ollie and Akira did. That wouldn't be fair to the new dog. By using the filters on the site to find ones that had lived with kids and other dogs, I realized that there was an all-white husky there. After looking further, I realized there were three huskies or husky-mixes. One looked a lot like my Akira, nope. But the pure white could be an option, she didn't look that much like them and there was also one that was mixed with border collie. She had the sweetest liquid eyes in the photo. One of these two would be my dog. I was pretty sure. 

My wife: not so much. It wasn't that she was anti-those dogs, but she is more pragmatic and less impulsive. She had her doubts about those two and wanted to make sure that I looked at all the dogs. There were 48 or so to look at over the age of one. 

So we went. I looked at the liquid eyes one first as she was near the door. Amaretto was what they were calling her. She seemed ok, but kind of hung back in the kennel. I moved on as I really wanted to also see Freya, the all white one. Freya was a bit stand-offish. Sure, she smelled my hand. But then she circled a few times and laid down with her back to me. Clearly she had lost interest.

In the mean time, my wife was having a very different experience. She and another couple had stopped in front off Amaretto's kennel. When my wife was there, Amaretto had come running up to the door. When she stepped back to also let the other couple see, Amarretto ran back and looked past them to where my wife was standing. They got the hint and moved on and my wife came back up to her. Amaretto reached through the door with her paw and grabbed my wife's arm. Clearly this dog was not letting her go. By this point I had come back up and we decided to go with Amaretto into an isolation room where we could get to know one another. Once there she clumsily dove headfirst into my wife's coat. Then after she extricated herself from that she proceeded to kiss her on every exposed piece of skin she could find. Then noticed there was another person there (me) and proceeded to do the same. Sadly Amaretto, while about a year old, was clearly still a puppy. But after a very brief discussion (with all those lunging kisses it would have been hard to have a long one) we decided we needed to take her home anyway. 

We filled out the paperwork, they did a real quick background check (I assume so, at least since she asked for my ID), we paid her adoption fee and walked to the van with her. We tried using the name they had given her, but she didn't answer to it. She didn't want it. As my wife was driving home, she tried different names, none seemed to fit until she said: "if you're going to be named after a liquor, it really should be Whiskey." At that the dog, formerly known an Amaretto, got up and licked her face. She approved, it seemed. 

So now we have a dog again. She is the sweetest thing, those liquid eyes are still there. She isn't house trained, but after living with us all weekend she hasn't had a single accident. She can hold it forever it seems, but hasn't realized that if she wants to go out before forever, she should tell us. Luckily, she spends most of her time practically attached to us so we can sort of tell if she has to go. And more good news, I looked at the Humane society website this morning. Half of the dogs that I looked at on Thursday night are gone. It seems that this was meant to be.

I have spent a lot of time over the last few years trying to find various whiskies. This time, Whiskey chose us and I couldn't be happier.​

​Eric and Whiskey conversing over Saturday morning coffee.

Mint Julep Season

My wife tells me that it is Mint Julep Season. ​And while I prefer my Mint Julep to hold both the mint and the julep, it is one on my wife's favorite bourbon drinks. Because of this, I've fine-tuned one exactly to her tastes. It uses Wild Turkey Rare Breed, Wild Turkey American Honey, honey, mint and crushed ice. 

I am aware that this isn't the traditional version, but if you don't mind a little self-congratulation, it's pretty dang good. ​

Mint Julep à la Eric

Here is what you will need:
​12 Mint Leaves (young, fresh ones work better)
​1 Mint Sprig
​2 oz Wild Turkey Rare Breed
​1 oz Wild Turkey American Honey
​1 oz honey (I prefer Tupelo Honey from Savannah Bee Company)
​Crushed Ice
​Metal Julep Cup

Here is how I make one:
​​Prep work: 

  • Rinse off/wash your mint. Don't rub too hard.
  • ​Thoroughly mix an ounce of American Honey with an ounce of honey. 
  • Measure out your bourbon. 
  • Crush your ice (might want to store this in the freezer until ready to use)
  • Set everything aside until ready to build. 

Build your drink:

  • Lightly rub your mint leaves and maybe give them a quick spanking. Drop them in the bottom of the julep cup. (I don't muddle since I don't want bitter flavors.)
  • Pack your cup with crushed ice
  • Pour the Wild Turkey Rare Breed over the ice
  • Pour the Honey/American Honey over the ice
  • Spank your mint sprig and shove in the top
  • Put a (short) straw right next to the mint sprig so your nose lands in it when you drink.

So you don't have Wild Turkey Rare Breed? Go ahead and substitute your favorite high proof/high flavor bourbon. I've even used a 17 year old Four Roses Single Barrel once (like yesterday)…

Don't judge. My wife was ecstatic. This is a good thing.

Interview: Mike McCarron of Gamle Ode Aquavit & a review of Holiday Aquavit

I know this is a bourbon blog. I mean it says it right there in the header. It says it because I love bourbon. And because of that, among my friends at least, I am known as Eric: the Bourbon Guy. What it doesn't say is that although bourbon is my favorite spirit. I'm interested in others as well. I'm especially interested in craft spirits. I stop in at every craft-distiller I come across and can honestly credit my love of whiskey to one particular craft-produced one. In the spirit of that intense interest, I've decided to start what I hope will become a series of interviews with craft distillers who are producing a wide range of products. One thing they all have in common is the passion they put into what they produce. 

Today I'd like to introduce you to Mike McCarron, owner of Gamle Ode: a brand of US-produced Danish-style Aquavit. I met Mike for the first time about a month ago through a mutual friend. We got to chatting, I tried some of his product, I liked it and I asked him if he'd be willing answer a few questions for the blog. He very graciously said yes. Disclosure: He also gave me the bottle I'm reviewing at the bottom since I enjoyed it so much. So let's get into it.

Eric: Tell me a little about Gamle Ode.

Mike McCarron: I started this business to help with solving two things—one: the problem of the lonely bottle of aquavit on the shelf, and two: the lack of heritage, community and sharing traditions that drinking was suffering from.  My goal is to produce quality aquavit people can enjoy sipping and pairing with traditional Scandinavian or other ethnic dishes.

E: Speaking of starting, how did this get started? What made you decide to produce Aquavit? 

MM: It has taken me a lifetime of experience to prepare for this opportunity. I never imagined myself in the spirits business at anytime prior to two years ago when I suddenly found myself researching it . And it was only after gaining a mature level of patience and understanding of myself, and practical experience from my career in creating and executing large projects, that I was prepared to handle the mental strain of creating a business.

As for the core inspiration, it began when I returned from Iceland ten years ago determined to pass along to my family and friends the aquavit & smorrebrod experience I had shared one night with my Danish friends; however here I learned that great big America had virtually no aquavit, and the only public Scandinavian cooking was found in ethnic Danish, Swedish, Norwegian clubs and only if you were lucky enough to live near one.

Before the craft brewing and small distilling movements, the American drinking scene had been taken over by the youthful party and sports-focused crowds, where all marketing was targeted to young drinkers being in almost exclusively immature settings. Our culture (movies, TV, personal social) say ten years ago, would mainly have people telling stories about drinking which almost always involved one or more of the following:  

  • multiple shots dumped into some sports drink 
  • bar fights over something stupid 
  • projectile vomiting 
  • public urination
  • waking up in your clothes wondering how they got home.

And this would be involving thirty plus year old people, not just college-aged beer parties.

As a parent of young adults, I was saddened by the devolution that occurred over time whereby it seemed drinking wasn't fun unless people were getting blotto and waking up with regrets. We had forgotten how to have fun. We had forgotten how to appreciate a good drink. And we had forgotten how to appreciate each other (whether friends, family, or even fellow bar-mates). As for what we were drinking ten years ago, let's face it, for the most part it was meaningless and forgettable. there's little wonder that the drinking goal became quantity since there was so little quality to savor and enjoy. And discuss with friends later.

E: Sadly, I remember participating in that debauchery more than I care to admit. So you are a brand owner, not a producer. I've talked to a lot of producers, but I'm less familiar with this. I'm assuming it is still a full time job?

MM: It is full-time because it is all I have going, and it's a startup business, and it is my passion that gets me up each day. Add in the fact that I'm trying to reconnect a disconnected liquor to a disconnected heritage to an unaware consumer base in a business that has no shortage of competition for people's attention and dollars...This is a bit like trying to change the world. Also I'm on a small budget so I can only afford a few key contract employees.

E: So, give me a run through of your typical day.

MM: It is blessed.  In general, I get up when I want, walk to work, work at my own pace, and interact all day with people who are interested in producing and selling a quality product while putting on first-class events that feature them.  But the pace is accelerating and it needs to if I'm going to build a brand that produces enough for me to live off it.

On the surface, it sounds easy, almost slacking, but this is my business and being the sole employee means if anything needs to be done, I have to do it or at least arrange for someone else to do it.  I'm constantly deciding whether or not I have the skills and time needed for a task or if I need to hire someone.  I try to keep a regular schedule, up at 7am, working by 9am, working off and on all day until the achievable work is done.  The entire day is spent researching or planning or visiting my producer, distributor, or retailers to build or maintain working relationships.  

Off time is spent keeping up online--twitter, facebook, and the www--building that relationship with the world at large.  In other words, there is no off-time...but don't cry for me, because that's how every new business is built, we're all trying to gain some ground on the established markets by running toward the future as fast and smart as we can.

As I mentioned beginning, it is a blessing to be in this opportunity and for me to not give it all is to risk wasting the gift.  I try to do it on my terms...walking to the coffeehouse, riding my bike in the summer to my favorite bar w/wifi to work in the afternoon; allowing for an occasional lunch with friends where the goal isn't to visit a retailer...but I haven't had a vacation (even one to visit an aquavit distillery) since I started this business.

E: Tell me about the biggest challenge you've faced so far.

MM: It is me. The fears and doubts, many very legitimate and business crippling, have all had to be faced down. I've had several very key friends and several very fateful moments (often small and unintentional/missed by others around me) that have kept me going. As for the biggest doubt, it was a year ago when we were trying to scale the recipe and were unable to do so while retaining the dill flavor we had experienced and loved in our small scale batches.  We had done all we could do and failed, and Paul had doubts and I had doubts, and emotions were running a bit...until it occurred to me one idea we hadn't considered.  I'll not bore you with the details, but we ran with that idea and it happened, we got the flavor we needed in that batch and we were off and running again. (Editor's note: Paul is the owner of 45th Parallel Spirits the producer of Gamle Ode spirits) 

All told, it lasted 5 months...5 months of failure where nothing was produced but expenses and fears...that was tough, and it forced me to face my decision to say 'I am all-in'.  It is one thing to say 'all-in' for a single moment that is there and gone, where you move on the next morning; but it is entirely different when each morning for 5 months you have to get out of bed filled with doubts and climb back into it again that night to push those same doubts away so you can try to get some sleep.  I suppose if that last idea had not worked, I probably would have been done and wouldn't be answering these questions...thankfully it worked.

E: That's quite a challenge. Ok, so tell me the best thing about operating your own spirits brand.

MM: Seeing the looks on most people's faces when they taste the dill aquavit for the first time.  It's better than words.  I even read one person's blog comment once saying he noticed me smirking when that happened, because yes I have seen that look before and each time it creates this silent exchange.  They might be saying something and I might be answering back, but it is the non-verbal exchange that is doing the real communicating.

On a larger sense, I love the idea of producing something that truly adds some value to the economy.  The vast majority of my business career was spent in office jobs where I was an expense, where my asset was to analyze risks and streamline business processes, essentially hidden value, therefore my accomplishments were mostly hidden.

Now, I hire local farmers to grow crops to include in my products which are sold at retailers, where producers, distributors, and retailers all make some profit due to my product.  It's gratifying to know that in an economy that has been shedding jobs, that if I continue to grow then I will create some, it probably won't happen in 2013 since my production is still too small, but if I maintain growth then likely 2014.

E: What's been you're biggest surprise?

MM: That the aquavit idea is working, pretty much exactly as I planned it.  Not in the timeframe I planned. Literally everything has taken more time than planned. But I planned that it would be a hit with the Scandinavians first, then the foodies second, then the craft cocktail scene third, and then as people heard more about it the general public would warm up to the idea. On paper, those plans always look great. But when it actually happens, it is like hitting a full court shot in basketball. Of course you were aiming and put your best effort into making it, but it is still a shock when it splashes into that net and I'm not so cool as to fake my surprise.

E: Any advice for readers who might be interested in following in your footsteps?

MM: Tough one, really tough, because in as many ways as I planned to succeed, I still haven't succeeded and it's been 2 years now.  Paul at 45th just handed me my first check from aquavit sales. How many people can go 2 years between paychecks?  We endured a year of recipe development, most of it unplanned delays. How many people can absorb a year delay in reaching the market?  At the same time, look at our screwed up world economy—people can't afford to sit back and wait for the economy, they have to do something themselves to spur things forward.

So, my advice is this. First, think small and stay local. Second, find a product that is under-served and of a meh-corporate quality. Third, learn that product inside and out, find the people who do it, live it if you can as an apprentice/mentee. And finally, plan toward replacing that product while doing your best to avoid or minimize bank debt.

Don't re-invent the wheel, but find where we lost the wheel that was better quality.  Literally, after thousands of years of life, everything that people need has been done. But in our 70 year quest to be modern or hip (or just via corporate buyouts) we've tossed aside a lot of great things that now are completely new to a new generation of people.  We are seeing it in granolas, chocolates, donuts, breads, beers, liquors and on and on.

E: Anything new on the horizon?

MM: I'll start here since I've only been around 7 months, I'm still new on the horizon.

The Dill Aquavit is my only product in the marketplace.  It has been selling well, I'm almost out of stock in the warehouse and I only have distribution in MN and now WI (they just took their first order last week).

Though the Holiday Aquavit wasn't out for the holidays, it finally was approved. It still needs MN registration approved (should happen this week). No one has ordered it yet, but it has been selling at 45th Parallel.  My feeling is 'every week should have a Holiday' so I'm selling it now.  Where the Dill is unaged, clear spirit, the Holiday is aged 6 months into a brown good, and a tasty balance of dill, caraway, juniper, mint, allspice, and orange.  This is a limited production of  roughly 600 bottles and when it is gone, there won't be another Holiday batch until next November.

The Celebration Aquavit was also approved, but needs MN registration yet and needs finishing.  It is still in barrels for another 2-3 weeks as we are hoping to get a golden color to accompany it's smooth, balanced flavors of dill, caraway, juniper, coriander, citrus (lemon/orange) and star anise.

E: Where can we buy your products?

MM: Minnesota and soon Wisconsin. I use the mainstream 3-tier marketplace, the couple online retailers carrying Gamle Ode are all Minnesota retailers who ship to the various states that allow it.  My recommendation is for people to visit their favorite local retailer and let them know you are interested in this crazy new Gamle Ode aquavit.

That does two things: first, it lets the retailer know more about you as their customer (better stores are happy to order a product you ask for, they just need to know at least one bottle will sell), and second it lets the retailer know times are changing in aquavit.  If I as brand owner or my distributor go to a store, then of course they expect us to push the product. Yes, I know the product is good, and yes they might find the product appealing; but they will have doubts about their customers knowing about this product (that up to now has never been asked for) and being willing to pay for it. That is where you asking for it is much better.

E: Plug time: Where can people connect with you online? Website? Twitter? Facebook?

MM: Sure, I have all three.  But let me plug the people who maintain these accounts as they are working for scratch.  I can't afford to pay them what their skills are worth, so I've sold them a cut of the dream.  Meaning it is like the classic internet startup and if Gamle Ode manages to get big, they will get a payout and more to reflect the investment of their talents; but if I fail, then we might all be living in Gamle Ode cardboard boxes down by the river. 

(Editor's note: Mike's website is http://gamleode.com, his twitter handle is @GamleOde and you can find him on Facebook at: facebook.com/GamleOde)

E: Ok anything else you'd like to share that we've missed?

MM: You know how watching the awards shows when each award recipient gets up and thanks everyone and God for their moment of waving this hunk of gold on the stage...now I get it.  For as much isolated planning and research and pondering and multitasking and worrying I did, I was still dead in the water without key people signing on to help me with this venture.

There are visible people like Bittercube and 45th Parallel that without them I'd be little or nothing, certainly no awards would be forthcoming.  There are semi-visible guys like the bloggers Jacob Grier in Portland and Harry Sheff in NYC, who embraced the product early on when there was nothing in it for them. They just happened to find it interesting.  And of course similar to you, but don't let me influence your comments.

Then there are invisible people like the old Danish guys of the DAC I was giving early taste testing with, who were so kind and encouraging.  Guys like Paul Jahn who bought his own bottle to take down to his sister's house for the holidays, tweeting out the purchase and the tasting, and adding photos online.  And people on twitter or facebook who make positive comments. It is all part of the community any new product needs to gain some traction, and without which a product just slips away into being just a fad.

And just like the classic award speech...I will shut up before properly naming all the people who matter so much: my girlfriend Kim who has lost me to this business venture, my kids who have to trust me not to fritter away their inheritance and not to end up in boxes by the river, etc.  I can never do this justice, but I thank them all, named and unnamed.

E: Thanks again Mike.​

And ​now onto the review. Once again, this was a gift from Mike. But I did drink it with him for an afternoon before I realized it was for me. So...

Gamle Ode Holiday Aquavit

Bottle says this is 42% ABV and was infused with dill, caraway, juniper, mint, allspice and orange. Mike clarified that it was redistilled after that. Then aged for 6 months in (full size) used bourbon barrels.

Nose: ​I get the dill, allspice and mint that was promised on the bottle, I also get just a hint of the orange. Not much of anything else though.

Mouth: The dill is there, but it is muted. There is some juniper and mint. A bit of allspice. The flavors are very well balanced. They meld into one another to make a savory whole

Finish:​ Just a hint of burn. Then the mint comes through to cool. It's the type of finish that refreshes the mouth to ready you for another sip.

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Overall: ​I like this. Which, honestly, surprised me. I'd tried the dill completely unprepared for the onslaught of dill flavor and it freaked me out a bit. So when I was asked to try this, I wasn't sure what to expect. I knew I was getting together with a friend and a friend of a friend so that was good enough for me. But once I tried it, I was pleasantly surprised. The well-balanced flavors won me over.

If you believe the genealogical websites I'm descended from Kings of Denmark and farmers of Norway and Sweden. Maybe it shouldn't be so surprising that I enjoyed this.
 

Book Review: Kentucky Bourbon Whiskey—An American Heritage by Michael R. Veach

If there is one job that I wish I could have, it is Bourbon Historian. I love history. I love bourbon. What could be better? But, if I can't be a Bourbon Historian, the next best thing  is to have a book written by one. Kentucky Bourbon Whiskey—An American Heritage is written by Michael Veach who happens to be a real, honest-to-goodness bourbon historian. Veach is associate curator of Special Collections at the Filson Historical Society and worked the archives of United Distillers for many years.

Kentucky Bourbon Whiskey is a bourbon history book. There are no tasting notes. There are no myths being presented as facts. There is history. And a damn fine story. The book follows the bourbon story from before the Whiskey Rebellion all the way up until today. Along the way it dispels many of the myths that bourbon marketing people have wormed into the legends of bourbon.

This is ​a fantastic book. It includes many historical photos, labels, illustrations and documents. Weighing in at 141 pages (including the index), it is a quick read. But it is a book that every bourbon lover should own. I really enjoyed this one.

Review: Woodford Reserve Double Oaked

​There are a lot of bourbon drinkers out there that do not like Woodford Reserve. Not sure what it is about it. The taste? The price? I don't know. But the fact remains that I know very few bourbon drinkers that will lay claim to liking Woodford Reserve. I've yet to hear someone say it was their go-to bourbon. Of course, some like it but, don't like the price.

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I'm going to tell you a story. It's a story about a man on a mission. You see this man's wife was a fan of Woodford Reserve. And she had just heard that they were putting out a second permanent bourbon under the Woodford name.

And she wanted it. 

So the man went on a multi-store search for the mysterious Double Oaked. ​It was an elusive prey. Not just there for the taking, Double Oaked had to be earned. And earn it the man did. He went to the liquor store near where he works.

Nothing. ​

He went to the store across the road from that one. Nothing. ​He stopped at his favorite. No go. He stopped at his second favorite. They had a place on the shelf, but had sold out. Finally he stopped at the one closest to his house. In desperation. This was his last chance to capture the prey that would make his lady oh so very happy. 

They had it. At first it didn't register. The copper colored embossed label. He looked right past it. But then there he came to his senses. He reached out his hand and grabbed it. It was his. ​His wife was happy. It was a good Friday.

Notes:
Nose: brown sugar and apples
​​Taste: Baked apples with all the spices. Moves toward bitter tannins.
​Finish: This has a lingering bitterness that is lightly tinged with a carmel sweetness.​

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So that story above? Pretty good, huh? Yeah, none of it is true. Well my wife did send me out after Double Oaked, but I found it at the first store. Probably because I had wisely chosen the biggest store in the richest suburb I drove through on my way home from work. And boy did you need a deep pocket to buy this one. I don't know what it goes for now, but when I bought the bottle shortly after it came out, I paid almost $60 for it. Which wouldn't be much, but it is pretty average bourbon. Good, I like it. But like the folks I mention above, I also do not like the price.

UPDATE: I revisited this bourbon after five and a half years. My opinions have changed in the intervening time. Check it out!


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Book Review: Bourbon Whiskey: Our Native Spirit by Bernie Lubbers

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Bourbon is my favorite topic. I write about it. I think about it. I speak about it. I drink it. Heck, someday I'd even like to make it.

As you might have guessed, I also read a lot of books about bourbon. Not only does the topic fascinate me, but I'm always looking for new little bits of information to squirrel away and be pulled out when I do my (very infrequent) bourbon talks/tastings. 

A couple of years ago, I recieved an Amazon gift card for my birthday. It was given to me with the idea that I would use it to buy a kitchen gadget that my mother really wanted to buy for me. But I'm easily distracted. I ended up buying a bunch of books, spending almost the entire thing in one sitting. 

The last title I added to my cart was the Kindle version of Bourbon Whiskey: Our Native Spirit by Bernie Lubbers. At the time, I had no idea who Bernie Lubbers was. I didn't know that he'd been employed as a Whiskey Professor at Jim Beam (and later Heaven Hill). I didn't know that the used to be a stand-up comedian. I had no idea he'd been on a syndicated radio show.

But I bought the ebook. Mostly because it was right around $10 and that's about what I had left. (If I'd had more, I'd have probably gotten the paperback, I love the feel of a "real book") I bought it and had no idea what to expect. Am I ever glad I did. 

I learned a bunch about Bernie. The book starts by establishing his credentials to tell you about bourbon and tells a good bit about his life along the way. I love that. Nothing like getting right in there and introducing yourself. By the time you get to the bourbon talk, you feel like you are just being told a story by an old friend. An old friend that, just happens to have an in with the folks who make the stuff by way of his day job. So when he tells you a little about bourbon history or how it's made or even how to read a label, you can be pretty sure that the information is at least fairly accurate.

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Bernie Lubbers' book has given me more little tidbits of bourbon knowledge than any other single book I've read. I love it. I refer back to it constantly. If you haven't already, go buy it now. I see that since I bought it, a second and revised edition has come out. I assume that version is even better.

The book reviewed was the first edition of this book released in 2011. It was read in digital form on an iPad.

What my ratings mean

I don't like tasting notes. Every person who tastes a whiskey will bring with them the experience that is their life. Every bit of experience will bring with it memories. Scent is closely related to memory and taste is closely related to smell. So everyone will taste or smell something different. It's all subjective. I say that Four Roses tastes like juicy fruit gum. You might very well think I'm crazy. We are probably both right. From the standpoint of our differing life experiences. 

I feel the same way about ratings. Some people use numbers. This makes it feel scientific because you've done math. Some people use stars, like the movies. How glamorous. I use various cartoon faces and hearts because I'm too silly for my own good. My point is any and all of these are correct. They all adequately represent how much or how little a reviewer like any given whiskey. But no matter how it is presented, it's still just a subjective opinion.

I've had conversations with folks on twitter about how certain reviewers always score things high. And that because of this, you can't trust their opinion. I don't agree with that. You don't have to agree with their opinion, but they are probably adequately describing how much they enjoyed a particular whiskey. Everyone is coming from different places.

Here's where I'm coming from: I really enjoy bourbon. Sometimes I enjoy it in a contemplative manner. I sit down and concentrate and really try to tease out all the little smells and tastes that are hidden inside the glass. And if it is interesting, most probably, I'll like it. And then I'll tell you I liked it. Sometimes I enjoy bourbon in my glass while playing cards or watching tv or conversing with friends. I'm not paying a lot of attention to it, but if it tastes good and it's acting as a social lubricant, I'll probably like it. And then I'll tell you I like it. (And put a little smiley face next to it). 

Sometimes I find one that doesn't do either of these things. I doesn't taste good, and it really isn't that interesting. I probably won't like it and I'll put a little frowny face next to it and say I don't like it. Because I buy all of the whiskey I review, odds are I'm not buying many I don't already think I'll like. So there will be few that ever show up here that have a frowny face. 

You'll find a meh now and then. These are ones that didn't taste bad, but I didn't care for them. I didn't like it, I didn't dislike it. It's just sort of in the middle there for me. 

Very occasionally I'll drop a heart on something. This means I love it. No ifs, ands, or buts. I'd take this whiskey over almost any other. 

So to recap:

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 A heart means I love this whiskey. I'd have to pause and think (briefly) if forced to choose between it and my wife.

 A smiley face means I liked the whiskey or I found it interesting while tasting it or I enjoyed myself while drinking it. Or I enjoyed the company I drank it with. Or I was having fun. Most bourbons and ryes will be in this category because I like most bourbons and ryes I've tasted.

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 A neutral face means meh. I didn't particularly like this whiskey, but I didn't hate it either. It wasn't for me. But you might like it.

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 A frowny face means I really disliked this. I probably thought about dumping it out.

There. Simple. Certainly subjective. You are free to disagree with any of it. We all have different experiences. For example. I hate green beans. Some people love them. I used to love them while growing up. Then I worked in a green bean processing and canning facility. All I smelled day in and day out was green beans. My clothes. My hair. My car. 17 years later I still can't go near them. Doesn't mean they are bad, I just don't like them. My experience was different than yours. We like different things.

And that's kinda nice. It gives us something to talk about.

Review: Whiskey—A Global History by Kevin R. Kosar

Whiskey—A Global History by Kevin R. Kosar

Whiskey—A Global History by Kevin R. Kosar

This book starts out asking if the world really needs one more book on whiskey. Its very obvious answer is: yes, of course. And it's this one. 

Whiskey: A Global History by Kevin R. Kosar attempts to give a very short overview of the entire history of whiskey in 144 pages. For the most part it does a decent job of it. The author touches on the the history of distilled spirits as a whole and then each of the major whiskey producing regions individually. Toss in the obligatory forecast of the future and recipes at the end and you've got it. Succinct but packed with information.

So does the world really need another book on whiskey? Yes...and no. 

If you are a whiskey enthusiast, this is not the book for you. There are entire books dedicated to the topics covered by each chapter. In fact there are good books dedicated to the subtopics covered by each portion of each chapter. The enthusiast will find things that have been oversimplified to the point of almost being wrong. In short, the whiskey enthusiast will want to avoid this book.

This is a book for those who don't know much about whiskey and don't actually want to know a lot. If you subscribe to the theory that most people (feel they) are too busy to actually spend the time to learn anything, then this is the perfect book. It gives just the barest of information on each subject and never succumbs to the temptation to really delve deep on a topic. It doesn't even give in to the normal conceit of including tasting notes. The audience of this book is neither advanced enough nor would they probably care. I applaud that. Knowing your audience is hard. And this book knows its audience. So, for the busy person, or for someone who is just starting their whiskey journey, I highly recommend this.

This book was read in digital form on an iPad.