|The lower bar at Five Horses Tavern|
|Above the TV at the bar was this cool piece of chalk-drawn art that weaves and winds the names of their beer and whiskey offerings|
|Elijah Craig 12yr Bourbon|
|Pappy Van Winkle 20 year Bourbon|
The lunch menu looked great and that made it tough to choose what to eat. In the end, I narrowed it down to their fried chicken sandwich or a selection of tacos. On the bartender's recommendation I went with the pork belly taco, potato taco, and toro furioso (shortrib) taco with a side of tots for everyone to share. Dad went with the grilled wings and Denny had the whitebean hummus and the buttermilk fried chicken tenders. The food was great. Dad housed his wings and Denny's fried chicken was such a large portion that some of it went home with him for a snack later on. The pork belly taco was just ok. I had to remove a ton of excess raw onion from it and the belly was slightly overdone and cut into a portion that made eating it a taco shell a bit awkward. My shortrib taco and potato taco were both great though. We also got a colossal portion of tater tots that lasted throughout the entire afternoon. It was a bonus to have great food to serve as "base" for the whiskey we'd been imbibing on this afternoon voyage.
|Four Roses Single Barrel Bourbon|
We'd planned on having three whiskeys and then heading on our way. I was excited when I saw that they had Parker's Heritage on their list. This year's release was finished in Cognac barrels and I'd heard it was some tasty juice. That was to be the third pick, the final pick. But Denny had read my post about Four Roses Single Barrel and wanted to give that a whirl so we bumped our intake from three to four. Plus, there was still food to be finished. I actually recall the decision going something like this...
Denny: "Hey, what about that Four Roses I read about on your blog? We should try that one."
Dad: "Well, we said we would have three but, you know, four would be like the stations of the cross and it was just Christmas yesterday so it's only right..."
Me: "Hard to argue with that logic!"
Denny fell in love with the Four Roses so it was more than a worthy religious experiment. The conversation continued and one of the owners came down to say hello. We complimented him on his selection and then this happened...
Dad: "I'm thinking we do one more individual choice before the Parker's..."
Me: "So five? Like the star of David in observance of the Hanukkah holiday?"
Denny: "I think I'd like to try that Elmer T. Lee that Steve was talking about earlier."
Dad: "Wait a minute... The star of David has six points!"
Me: "Oh no way!"
*hearty laughter ensues*
|Hancock's President's Reserve Bourbon|
Dad decided on one of my favorites, Black Maple Hill, while Denny went with the aforementioned Elmer T. Lee. I decided I'd try one I'd never had before and chose Hancock's President's Reserve, a single barrel bourbon produced by the Buffalo Trace distillery using its higher-rye mashbill. This was a great call. Really easy sippin' juice and I really loved the punch of the rye. I made a mental note to pick up a bottle in the future for the home bar.
|Whistlepig Straight Rye Whiskey|
I don't know if it was the tacos kicking in or what but I felt surprisingly sober. Then again, by this point we had been there for a good two and a half hours, paying little attention to the clock. It was a Monday and a holiday so the schedule was clear except that we had to be home by 6pm for dinner with my sister and her in-laws. We'd arrived at noon so we were cool. Oh yeah, our laissez faire attitude was spread all over the corner of that bar, the copper plating just winking at us with approval. And with that, someone (I think it was Denny because he was shining in the role of "enabler" for the afternoon) suggested Whistlepig Rye as our next feature for this afternoon American whiskey matinee. Whistlepig Rye is a Canadian rye whiskey that is made from 100% rye and bottled in Vermont. It's a product of the partnership between a former Maker's Mark Master Distiller and a former contestant on "The Apprentice". I'd recently tried Whistlepig while on a business trip in Seattle and found it less than favorable with a nose of heavy leather and a leathery flavor to match but I felt there were a few variables that may have influenced the flavor and I wanted to give it another shot. This time the rye grain shined through. But still, this was no $70+ bottle of whiskey. At least I wouldn't pay that asking price. There are about 3 different rye whiskeys at half that price or under (Redemption Rye, Williet 3yr Rye, Jefferson's Rye) that I would recommend before Whistlepig. This one is all dough, not enough show.
|Parker's Heritage Collection, Cognac Finish|
We finished off our glasses of Whistlepig and then a glass of water before heading into the grand finale - Parker's Heritage Collection. Each year for the past five years, Heaven Hill distillery releases a limited edition whiskey under the Parker's Heritage Collection name. The name comes from Parker Beam, of that Beam family, who along with his son, Craig, holds the title of Master Distiller at Heaven Hill. This year's PHC release is a 10 year bourbon that is finished in Grande Champagne Cognac barrels from Frapin Cellars in France. It is some awesome stuff. I was a little afraid that the cognac finish might impart too much sweetness on this bourbon but it is barely noticeable, kinda like the dude who plays the triangle in a symphony orchestra. You know he's there but he's mostly drowned out by the rest of the symphony. Bourbon flavors were prevalent with vanilla, caramel, toffee, and dark cherry and then that tiny hint of cognac on the finish (it's hilarious how many entries on the "notepad" app on my phone contain bourbon tasting notes). At 100 proof, I was surprised at how easy this one went down when sipped neat. I loved it. Currently seeking out a bottle to add to the home bar.
We indulged ourselves with yet another glass of water and more conversation with the barkeepers. I think around the 3.5 hour mark was when we got a mini dose of reality... Mum had texted Dad with some disapproval that we had not returned home yet. Apparently we were supposed to help get ready for the dinner with my sister and her in-laws. Hey, unless specific instructions are doled out in the morning there's no way any man is going to find that sort of common sense, especially when bourbon has clouded the common sense radar. We made small talk for a bit, thanked the bar staff and the owner for their hospitality, and headed on our way.
Five Horses Tavern was a nice way to spend a holiday afternoon with good company, great food, and some excellent American Whiskey. Dad was in the doghouse due to our "lunch" turning into a 4-hour escapade so I dropped him off before taking Denny home. It was then that Dad thought it would be funny to play a prank based on him being in the doghouse not only for our tardiness but because Mum knew there was bourbon involved. It was at this point that he delivered this gem and I'll end it at that hahahahaha...