Category: Whiskey

Back in October, when we here at Thirty One Whiskey were scouring the bottom shelves of our local liquor stores, I stumbled upon a bottle of Old Fitzgerald Wheated Bourbon. It

The folks at Still Austin have been doing an interesting thing this year — they have released a series of four whiskies, all made to the strict “Bottled in Bond”

I’ve known about Bardstown Distilling for a while, but only recently became more interested in their products after visiting the distillery. One thing I especially appreciate about the way they

There are certain craft distilleries that just continue to crank out interesting and unique spirits. One of those is FEW Spirits, which has an ever growing catalog of reviews here at

There are moments where I walk down the aisles of my local liquor store and I’m stopped dead in my tracks. Sometimes it’s an obscure bottle of whiskey I’ve been

High West is a spirits company that is relying heavily on sourced and blended spirits, and they’ve generally had a pretty good track record of putting out products that are

Sometimes, I walk into a liquor store with a shopping list of what I need: brands I’ve researched well in advance, things that I know I need to grab before

I’m a fan of heavily peated whisky, from Ardbeg to Lagavulin and everything in between. It’s not an everyday choice, but when the day is sufficiently rainy and dreary, it’s

With St. Patrick’s Day only a few days away, it seems like a good time to review one of the more historic bottles of Irish whiskey that you can find

St. Patrick’s Day is just around the corner and that means green beer, a green river (if you are in Chicago), and Irish whiskey — because it’s the one day

Jameson is probably the most famous Irish whiskey in the world, one of those ubiquitous spirits where just about everyone who has ever raised a glass has given it a

In my recent review of Fierce & Kind Straight Bourbon Whiskey, I skipped over the best part: my meeting with Basem Harb, CEO and co-founder of Fierce & Kind Spirits. We

One evening last year I was sitting at the rooftop bar of Mister A’s, enjoying an old-fashioned and watching planes come through the low cloud layer on approach to San