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Where do I start here. This thread has been in the making for... well, it has been November 21, 2015 when @denverpilot handed off the bottle of Jeremiah Weed to @Sam D in Vegas as a result of the Great Monkey Race relay. The basic background thread is here. There are other threads.
Let's talk about Jeremiah Weed 100 proof. Jeremiah Weed 100 proof is not the whiskey from Colorado I initially thought it was. It is a liqueur from Connecticut. I think it's Connecticut. Or maybe it's New Hampshire. No, it's Norwalk, Connecticut. It is reputed to be a gentle aperitif savored by American fighter pilots. Why American fighter pilots would drink a gentle apertif is beyond my comprehension. That said, I was Army Infantry and we drank Yukon Jack when we played poker in the barracks. So, I guess they get a pass.
So we all saw the thread when Sam D. handed off the Jeremiah Weed to me at McClellan Field. For those familiarity challenged it looked something like this:
Well, I managed to make it home, and the Jeremiah Weed looked something like this:
So, where do we go from here. I had alluded to, in a previous comment that since Jeremiah Weed was a 'liqueur' I would have to approach reviewing it differently than I would if it had been a straight whiskey. You see, Jeremiah Weed is not something to be consumed in quantity, and it is not a beginning... it is a destination. In other words, you need to be a little hammered before you try this stuff. I have to tell you, I started really early in the morning to work up to this review, and I will be honest with you... getting there has been painfully boring as hell.
But, you know what, I slogged through it. Sunday. A day when there is like nothing going on except church and preparation for hell on Monday but I guess church is supposed to prepare you for hell plus television sucks unless they televise Nascar. Anyway, the prep work has been complete, I still seem to be here, and now for the review...
Yeah, this is what we have been waiting for. In the true spirit of Air Force fighter pilotry, (is that a new word? Yes I think it is, thank you) I poured a shot, and gave them a firm salute. Although a P38 never would have rendered me comfort on the battlefield, the sound of an A10 was always reassuring. And the sound of that gun... damn.
The taste is hard to describe. There is a hint of apple. There is a hint of burning grass. There is the hint of cinnamon. All these flavors come together in one incredible shift in paradigms. It was like deja vu. There was only one other time in my life I've ever had this taste before. It was the taste of...
Syrup of Ipecac.
Yeah. Um, the only real functional difference here is that currently all my cookies are still in the bag. That may quite well change as we get in to it. I don't know... I have mixed feelings about this drink. "Put it in the freezer first." Yeah. "Do one shot at a time." No kidding. "Preferably with one of your pilot friends." Um, no, I would still like to remain friends with them.
Hey look, if you are Catholic, this is redemption. It is a sacrifice. You can drink it on Lent. That makes it a win-win situation in your case.
In any case, thank you @denverpilot for the bottle. And thanks to @Sam D for making a horrendously long and perilous journey from 069 to KMCC to deliver it.
Let's talk about Jeremiah Weed 100 proof. Jeremiah Weed 100 proof is not the whiskey from Colorado I initially thought it was. It is a liqueur from Connecticut. I think it's Connecticut. Or maybe it's New Hampshire. No, it's Norwalk, Connecticut. It is reputed to be a gentle aperitif savored by American fighter pilots. Why American fighter pilots would drink a gentle apertif is beyond my comprehension. That said, I was Army Infantry and we drank Yukon Jack when we played poker in the barracks. So, I guess they get a pass.
So we all saw the thread when Sam D. handed off the Jeremiah Weed to me at McClellan Field. For those familiarity challenged it looked something like this:
Well, I managed to make it home, and the Jeremiah Weed looked something like this:
So, where do we go from here. I had alluded to, in a previous comment that since Jeremiah Weed was a 'liqueur' I would have to approach reviewing it differently than I would if it had been a straight whiskey. You see, Jeremiah Weed is not something to be consumed in quantity, and it is not a beginning... it is a destination. In other words, you need to be a little hammered before you try this stuff. I have to tell you, I started really early in the morning to work up to this review, and I will be honest with you... getting there has been painfully boring as hell.
But, you know what, I slogged through it. Sunday. A day when there is like nothing going on except church and preparation for hell on Monday but I guess church is supposed to prepare you for hell plus television sucks unless they televise Nascar. Anyway, the prep work has been complete, I still seem to be here, and now for the review...
Yeah, this is what we have been waiting for. In the true spirit of Air Force fighter pilotry, (is that a new word? Yes I think it is, thank you) I poured a shot, and gave them a firm salute. Although a P38 never would have rendered me comfort on the battlefield, the sound of an A10 was always reassuring. And the sound of that gun... damn.
The taste is hard to describe. There is a hint of apple. There is a hint of burning grass. There is the hint of cinnamon. All these flavors come together in one incredible shift in paradigms. It was like deja vu. There was only one other time in my life I've ever had this taste before. It was the taste of...
Syrup of Ipecac.
Yeah. Um, the only real functional difference here is that currently all my cookies are still in the bag. That may quite well change as we get in to it. I don't know... I have mixed feelings about this drink. "Put it in the freezer first." Yeah. "Do one shot at a time." No kidding. "Preferably with one of your pilot friends." Um, no, I would still like to remain friends with them.
Hey look, if you are Catholic, this is redemption. It is a sacrifice. You can drink it on Lent. That makes it a win-win situation in your case.
In any case, thank you @denverpilot for the bottle. And thanks to @Sam D for making a horrendously long and perilous journey from 069 to KMCC to deliver it.
To General Olds!
