Review – Jefferson’s, Ridiculously Small Batch, Wood Experiment Collection, Kentucky Straight Bourbon, No. 4, 46%

[image error]We have a Google “Home” device sitting atop a chest of drawers in our kitchen. Jen bought it this past Christmas. The kids love it. Jen does, too. Because it is connected to the internet, all you have to do is say, “Hey, Google,” and then ask it to do something—set an alarm, play a song by a certain band, share what the weather will be like tomorrow, or in the case of our youngest daughter with Diabetes, give the carb count in a cup of strawberries or whatever.

Of the multitude of things it can do, the one I think I enjoy the most, is making shopping lists. Not for me, of course. I hate shopping. Unless it’s for whisky. But Jen makes shopping lists, and oh how I love to sabotage them. And what’s great about it is that the Google Home will sync the list to her mobile phone, so as she’s traversing the supermarket aisles, I can be sure that she won’t forget to pick up the items I’ve added.

As I sit here, I’ve called out to the Google Home to share the makings of the current list. Here’s what’s on it:

yogurt

french fries

milk

butter

The Millennium Falcon

eggs

shredded sharp cheddar cheese

colby jack

deli turkey and ham

C4 explosives

bottled water

large cooking tray

a copy of the book How to Prepare and Cook People

a copy of the book How to Live with an Idiot

cereal

bread

hamburger

chicken breast

clothes to cover the naked chicken and provide it with some dignity in death

detonators for the C4

coffee

creamer

whisky-flavored creamer

broccoli

bananas

a house elf for Maddy because her sister Evelyn isn’t really working out

gabba gabba gabba gabba

pizza tree seeds

trip to Scotland

lightsaber

strawberries and seedless grapes

tomatoes

bag of potatoes

bag of pixie dust

colonoscopy

solar powered back scratcher

leave my shopping list alone, Chris

cement

sodium ferrocyanide

it’s my shopping list now, yo

one two buckle my shoe

a book on how to tie my shoes so that I can finally put shoe buckling behind me

I mean it Chris this is annoying

a billion Easter eggs shaped like monkey heads

jackhammer

ballet shoes and a leotard for dad

a disco ball

a bigger puke bucket for the kids

make it a puke bucket they can actually climb into

kyber crystals to power the lightsaber

you’re going to regret this, Chris

flowers for my patient and beautiful wife

Like I said, the Google Home is a useful little tool for accomplishing very important things. And with that, “Hey, Google, play ‘Rock of Ages’ by Def Leppard while I review the Jefferson’s Ridiculously Small Batch.”

“I’m sorry. I can’t help with that.”

Sheesh. Too much in that request.

“Hey, Google, play ‘Rock of Ages’ by Def Leppard.”

“Alright. Here’s ‘Rock of Ages’ by Def Leppard.”

“Thanks, Google.”

[image error]Anyway, the whiskey being scrutinized today—the second of five in the pack—is the Wood Experiment Number 4, and like Number 3, it is a delightful little dram.

Cork removed and set aside, the lifting scent of grapes in light syrup is the first to meet the nose. There’s a hint of spice, but barely.

[image error]In the mouth there’s the taste of a fruit-filled chocolate candy—like something from a heart-shaped box one might receive on Valentine’s Day—except it’s the good kind of filling and not the weird flavored stuff you try and then spit out. There’s also a trace of nougat followed by something metallic.

The finish is medium in length, offering a drying spice to that fruit-filled chocolate you discovered while savoring.

“Hey, Google. What’s in that stuff in the center of the chocolates from the heart-shaped boxes that people give to each other on Valentine’s Day?”

“I’m sorry. I can’t help with that.”

“Hey, Google. Don’t feel bad. No one really knows the answer to that question.”

“I’m sorry. I can’t help with that.”

“Hey, Google. Add ‘I love you’ to the shopping list.”

“Alright. ‘I love you’ has been added to your shopping list.”