Well, friends, I heard there was a rumor I was dead. And in some ways that rumor was right. I was dead to writing anyway. Not dead to life or to whiskey or to myself. But dead to writing. I don't know if I will write again about whiskey. I...

Daniel was in San Antonio last week. The Preacher and me, we met up with him at the Esquire, which is this famous bar downtown that all the fancy people go to. The bar itself is about twenty yards long and has a stuffed coyote down at the end...

Well shit. It's Friday night and I'm sitting here with a glass of Redemption Rye, which I know isn't all that fancy but I love it and that's all that matters, goddamit. It's a comfort whiskey for me. I wrote about it once before. So it's been awhile since I...

I don’t know how many people read this whiskey blog. I know I have a tribe of whiskey loving friends online that stop by sometimes. Thank you brothers and sisters of the tribe for that! But beyond that I got no fuckin’ idea. I might be shouting my barbaric...

I got an email from a distillery in Scotland. Some Scottish fella who was amused by the coarse way I used to write about Irish whiskey back before I repented of my heathenish ways and got saved by a ham-fisted Irish Texan named Seamus in a bar here in...