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What I didn’t know about Kentucky! What I didn’t know about Bourbon!
Annually, my wife and I get together with another couple
intent upon exploring some area of the country we’ve never visited. This year it was to be Kentucky. “The Bourbon Trail is down that way,”
said my buddy’s spouse, “and I know how much you guys like your whiskey.”
“Yeah,” I thought to myself, “but the south in the summer
simply swelters, and no amount of hootch…”
The origins of Bourbon predate the
18th amendment and the results survived it. Unlike what I’d been told, Bourbon is
not a product exclusive to the state, but it must contain a predetermined
amount of a specific grain and must be aged for a predetermined minimum amount
of time. The grain is corn. The time is four years. But, the longer the aging, the more
enchanting the result.
Now, my dad’s favorite Bourbon was Jim Beam. He’d pedal home from the post office
and pour a shot or two over ice and add an equal amount of Seven-Up. In homage to Dad, we visited the James
Beam American Stillhouse. There,
we rediscovered something we probably already knew: Distillers create many
labels each made distinctive by the grain involved, the distillation process of
which there are many, the charring of the barrel’s insides and amount of time in
the barrel. My go to, Knob Creek,
is a Beam product. So are some of
the better brands I’ve squirreled away to mate with the appropriate cigar: Bookers, Bakers and Basil Hayden.
Owned by the multi-national Suntory LTD and based in
Clermont, the grounds are lovely; the facility, massive; the tasting,
mechanized; but the product is engaging.
Take notes.
We home-based in Bardstown, KY. Nearby is the Willett Distillery, a
much smaller operation that Mr. Beam’s.
A one-hour tour is conducted by an individual who has worked pretty much
all aspects of the process, except for horsing full kegs from the distillery to
the rickhouse. Full, they weigh
just a bit too much for her to push around.
Willett employs about forty folks full-time and the
overriding impression one gets is that these individual are all part of a
family. Production is a fraction
of that of area competitors but the tour convinces one of the hand-made,
craftsman-like efforts taken in order to ensure a unique and savory product.
Again, Willett produces several labels including Willett
Rye, a bottle of which I have in the cabinet, and Old Bardstown, a copy of
which I bought when I realized we’d be home-basing in that town.
High end (for me) and exquisite is their Pot Still
Reserve. Packaged in a French
manufactured bottle shaped like the old pot still we’d toured past, this
Bourbon is aged in charred barrels to citrus and honey noted perfection. A shard of ice releases a rainbow
of aromas and flavors. Upon return
to California, I hunted one down and have locked it away.
Bardstown was recently voted the most
beautiful small town in all of American.
Perhaps by Bardstownians?
But an argument can be made that this little berg is hard to beat. Bardstown boasts a quaint downtown
mixing taverns and tourist shops with those day-to-day essential stores that
keep the locals from straying too far for commerce.
Dinner at the Rickhouse proved to be the best meal on the weeklong
trip and two nights at the Beautiful Dreamer Bed and Breakfast could only have
been improved upon had there been four nights. Best accommodation we’ve enjoyed in years. Across the street, at the Old Kentucky
Home State Park, check out the live, open-air theatre production of Stephen
Foster’s life and legacy.
Just as the fruit growing areas of
Placer County, CA has its farm trail, and the wine growing regions of
California, their wine trails, over the past five or six years, the
whiskieteers of Kentucky’s nectar (or their marketers) have devised a route
that passes travelers through hollows and pastures, over limestone enriched
cricks and to distilleries both historic and modern. Each has a pleasant setting. Each invites pause and tasting. Each raises Kentucky from my unjustified and negatively
predisposed position of well-it's-just-the-south to a new and positive damn-this-is-good!
I have resolved to examine my other negative predispositions
– of which I have many – thanks to Kentucky.
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Resources:
Bourbon Trail Details: http://kybourbontrail.com/
This site may be more marketing than substance – and, once in the area, be sure
to check out those distilleries not listed. This site does provide a nice overview of the history and
process.
James Beam website: http://www.americanstillhouse.com/
Willett Distillery Website: http://www.kentuckybourbonwhiskey.com/whiskeys.html
Bardstown Tourist Info: http://www.visitbardstown.com/
The Rickhouse Restaurant: http://therickhouse-bardstown.com/
Be sure to engage in a flight of whiskeys as part of your experience!
Beautiful Dreamer Bed and Breakfast: http://bdreamerbb.com/ The breakfasts
provided by Dan and Lynell are beyond description. Stay here!
© 2014
Church of the Open Road Press
Apt and accurate summary Mr. B
ReplyDeleteGreat summary of Bourbon Land, KY We had a fine time!
ReplyDeleteDid you bring home a barrel?
ReplyDeleteProbably wouldn't have fit in the back of the 'Vette that I didn't get either...
DeleteI've found a superior taste in "single malt scotch"; I've never tried a single malt bourbon but I've heard they're around.
ReplyDeleteI'm developing a favor for not only a nice Islay Scotch, but the distinctive character of some of the well-aged Bourbons from this side of the pond to which we were exposed. There are so many great and unique examples out there and so little time left in with which to explore. Yet another quest I shoulda begun when I was nineteen!
DeleteBut at 19 I had never tasted Scotch. It was not til I sipped Glenlivet that I found all Scotch did not taste like an ashtray.
DeleteYes, but for some of those that formerly tasted like ashtrays, I've now developed an appreciation for their layered and nuanced character. Like Lagavulin and/or Lafroaig. Each opens up nicely when delivered with a dash of spring (or branch) water.
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