More quotes about the great state of Kentucky. You can check out our first post of Kentucky quotes here. Photo of Kentucky Horse Park in Lexington, Kentucky
Photo: Anderson County Community Park, Lawrenceburg, Kentucky
More quotes about the great state of Kentucky. You can check out our first post of Kentucky quotes here. Photo of Kentucky Horse Park in Lexington, Kentucky
Photo: Anderson County Community Park, Lawrenceburg, Kentucky
Distillers say that as much as 70% of the flavor of Straight Bourbon or Rye comes from the maturation process in charred barrels that had not been used before the whiskey is entered. The barrel is a crucial part of this process so it is important to know what is happening in the wood that contributes to the flavor profile of the whiskey. I will give a brief description here of what I have come to understand happens in the barrel.
When a cooper makes a barrel he is creating many different levels of flavor in the wood. In order to bend the wood staves into a tight container that will hold whiskey, the cooper applies heat to the wood. This heat helps make the wood flexible so the staves can be bent and shaped. The heat is not so great that the wood catches fire, but it is hot…
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On our finale to our cross country drive and cycling vacation, we had one last stop to make in Kentucky. See, our son-in-law Mitchell was on a job assignment up there, and we just had to stop in and check it out. You know, it’s a tough job, but he was up in Kentucky and working on an expansion for Jim Beam … yep, that one … of the Kentucky Bourbon fame!
As soon as we entered the Jim Beam property, we saw the iconic Jim Beam building and these greenish buildings, which are called rickhouses. They store the barrels of bourbon-to-be during their aging process. I’m telling you, I was quite impressed with the number of these buildings … man, there’s a lot of bourbon going on! In fact, bourbon is going through quite an explosion in its popularity. In 1964, bourbon was declared as “America’s Native Spirit” through…
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Over the Mississippi River into Memphis, Tennessee.
A hop, skip and a jump and we are in Kentucky.
A Kentucky barn flies past the window as we make our way to our daughter’s town.
We finally arrived in Elizabethtown, Kentucky, last Thursday to visit with our daughter Stephanie and her four children. Neither Randy nor I have ever been to Kentucky or Tennessee which we crossed along the way here. This is our final eastern destination before turning around and heading for home.
All I can say is, for a gal from the very brown desert, the green in this area is an emerald feast for the eyes. As soon as we entered Tennessee, the temperature dropped dramatically and while we passed rolling green hills with cozy farm houses tucked into the pastures, I pictured woman in checkered aprons baking apple pies while…
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