This one is a solid gold bullet from the hip. I’m a tad anxious almost, to think that I’ve got one shot at a big one. Could be a head shot, could be a miss. Anyways, Blanton’s is one of the big boys, one of those usually out of my price range. Luckily for me a compadre bought me a nice drinks by the dram set, which held as it’s crown jewel dum-dum-dum Blanton’s. This is a gunslinger with a big reputation. In the words of Breaker Morant, “Shoot straight, you bastards–and don’t make a mess of it.”
Nose: Goddamn phenomenal. It’s lushly warm, sweet vanilla, spice, reminiscent of baked apple. Delicious.
Taste: Do I dare? Pow! Shit, he got me. Miles of spice upfront, cinnamon rye goodness and, what’s that? Cherry that borders on the safe side of medicinal and citrus. This isn’t bourbon, this is an old fashioned. No wait, it’s wonder-bourbon…
Finish: …and it fades into smooth, sweet molasses with some oak, vanilla, and something reminiscent of an old tawny port.
You’ve heard the legends of this bourbon, you’ve seen it’s horse sculptured cap. Well, it’s the potential triple crown winner the underground claims it to be. A gunslinger who could hold his own with Doc Holliday. You want a good bourbon tonight? Here’s your huckleberry.