After getting a small bottle, I opened it and smelled it and then added it to the can. Then I dropped the rest in my mouth and waited for the "glorious revelation that 100+ years of distilling should be giving me."
"Hmmm...Ow! Burn!" Swill describes this perfectly. I decided to hold my opinions to myself to see what my wife brought to the table.
She didnt smell or taste, but went straight to the mix. Poured herself some and then took a sip.
She wrinkles her cute little nose and goes " Wow...this has NOTHING on your stuff. People actually LIKE this stuff?"
Several laughs were exchanged as we finished it.
Im not bragging, but I am saying that there is a reason we do what we do. So we can enjoy the fruits of our very picky labor and produce drinks that are worthy of friends, not just whoever pays for it.
Still, it was a hell of a way to start the vacation!
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