When I started this site months ago, I had a dream, albeit a humble one.
It wasn’t to change the world, but rather to find a tasty corn elixir distilled in Kentucky named Pappy Van Winkle.
I had read an article about it, by a guy, a sportswriter, that was also a damned good bourbon storyteller.
I already loved bourbon but had never met Pappy, but I did and liked him. At 12, he was exceptionally good, but at 20, taste-bud blowing.
Now, of course, Pappy is not a person, but a distilled bottle of sour mash that is harder to find then mermaids or gold at the end of the rainbow.
Beginner’s Luck — Finding Prime’s Pappy Van Winkle
But somehow, I did find it two years in a row.
First Pappy Van Winkle 12 year which was smooth and next the 20 year…which was…well let’s just say I wish I had another bottle and leave it at that.
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No More Pappy
But alas, there were no more bottles of Pappy in the land until the next go round. Fall? November?
So I’ve given up. Not on Pappy. But on finding Pappy Van Winkle in a bottle, at least at a liquor store in this great U.S. of A.
My New Dream
So here is my new dream and it’s a bit more humble still.
I will pursue Pappy in the bars across the land or overseas. Wherever it may be found.
So if your favorite watering hole has it let me know. Or, if you like Wright Thompson — the before-mentioned sportswriter/bourbon storyteller — run across it in an airport, dive bar or high-class bourbon bar, please let me know and I’ll add it to Prime’s Pappy Van Winkle.
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