A good friend of mine wanted to get a really great present for another good friend of ours — he wanted to get a bottle of Pappy, or better known as Pappy Van Winkle. Now if you know anything about Bourbon, that particular whiskey is the holy grail of American whiskeys right now. *If* you can even find a bottle, you’d be lucky to afford it — “empty” bottles sell on Ebay for well over twice the retail cost (usually more).
If you find it in a bar, drink it. If you find a bottle, buy it.
Since Pappy was out of the question he sought after Black Maple Hill — [a whiskey he learned about in this Wall Street Journal feature][1].
As luck would have it he snagged what appears to be the last bottle in the state, and gave it as a gift. Luckily for us, our friend opened the bottle and allowed us to partake.
Holy shit.
I’ve spoken here about my love for a fine single malt, typically not much of a bourbon fan (which Black Maple Hill is), but I am always open to trying other whiskeys.
Black Maple Hill is perhaps one of the best whiskeys I have ever had, hands down, no question. Best of luck finding it.
[1]: http://online.wsj.com/article/SB10001424127887324532004578362663959730642.html
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