I am pleased to report that after months of this awful election season and this damnable pandemic, I have finally succeeded at turning myself into a rye whiskey. I feel better already.
Thankfully I remain brown, sharp, spicy, strong and intoxicating. My friends Allen Katz and Tom Potter, my friends collectively for 47 years (!) of @nydistilling
have created a special single-barrel edition of their Ragtime Rye New York Straight Rye Whiskey, distilled from NY State-grown rye.
After I made my barrel selection (tough work, my friends), it was bottled and I signed all the bottles, which are adorned with my likeness.
Why all this, you ask? The good folks at New York Distilling Company will be donating a portion of the proceeds from this bottling to the Michael James Jackson Foundation for Brewing and Distilling, @mjfbrewdistill
, a grant-making non-profit organization that offers scholarships for technical education for people of color in the brewing and distilling fields.
Allen says: “The aroma screams Turkish apricot with delicate cherry and a faint hint of rich cacao (that will reemerge on the finish). A soft, regressive cedar fire simmers throughout.
On the tongue and around the cheeks, sweet, bright flavors belie 75% Empire Rye in the mash bill. The fruit chew lingers and stretches on and on and slowly winds into a light caramel that coats the upper palate and settles on the lips with a sharp, pleasing sting of cinnamon bark.”
I want everyone to know that I have never ever screamed Turkish apricot, however, I do agree with @nydistilleryman
’s assessment of my complexity and I have occasionally offered the pleasing sting of cinnamon bark. Look, everyone needs to have a hobby.
I suggest that you get yourself a bottle and turn me into an excellent Old Fashioned or Boulevardier while promoting diversity, equity, inclusion and more fun in the world of drinks. Here here!