Back in full health and back into bourbon blogging – with a well regarded single barrel no less in Rock Hill Farms.
I think I may have tried one this a few months ago when checking out a (then) new bar in my neighborhood which was rumored to have an extensive bourbon menu. While the bourbon listing was a little diappointing compared to my lofty expectations, I do recall seeing Rock Hill there and at least discussing it with the bartender, if not drinking it. Either way, I’ve got a bottle of it with me now so I can give it a fresh eye.
From a little internet-research, it seems Rock Hill Farms is produced by the Buffalo Trace Distillery, and that’s a good thing. Buffalo Trace is one of the more forward-looking producers these days, or at least their numerous experimental varieties often seem to make their way into my path every now and then with pleasing results. Without any further delay, here we go.
Stats:
– $40-45
- 100 proof
- Made by Buffalo Trace
Presentation:
The Rock Hill Farms bottle really tries to get across the familiar/cliched sense of Kentucky class. On the one hand, the short square bottle, rounded top corners, and large glass bulb for the stopper make this a bottle that implies it should be placed in a display case. The gold-painted, etched-glass illustrations of horses trotting about, on the other hand, place this bourbon firmly among the bluegrass.
There is nothing in the way of descriptive text on the bottle, just the gold and the horses. Presumably the bottle is supposed to speak for itself. I appreciate this in as far as I find most descriptive text on whiskey bottles to be tiresome at best, but there’s also something a little conceited about the whole presentation. We’ll see if it lives up to it.
Tasting:
A very pleasant nose to this one – smooth, a bit of maple, and wood that’s been out in the sun for a few years. On tasting it, there’s a very full mouth feel and pretty heavy wood right off the bat. This really lingers on the tongue for a while and develops into a buttered popcorn then a touch of butterscotch and ending with a hint of fresh-cut grass, but really not very sweet for a bourbon.
Over all:
Fortunately, Rock Hill Farms is not nearly as woody as the Elijah Craig single barrel I tasted a while ago. It is definitely not messing around though. This is a luxurious bourbon with a very full flavor that sticks with you for a while. It’s not my favorite, but it’s definitely going to find its way into my glass again.



…or this one:
You have to give Rebel Yell credit for avoiding the usual bourbon stereotypes of old men with their heirloom recipes and magic touch. Instead they’ve gone with a different motif, but stereotypical no less: the romanticized (Southern) Male Outcast figure. The Rebel Yell website is festooned with these tropes and often ends up focusing on this ‘rebel’ image more than the whiskey itself.
I feel a little like I’m going about this wrong – writing about Gentleman Jack before the standard Jack Daniels. Gentleman Jack is the middle offering in the Jack Daniel’s, Gentleman Jack, and Jack Daniels Single Barrel, so it would seem natural to start with the first rung of the ladder. Unfortunately, college provided me with too many tasting experiences of the standard Jack Daniel’s to be as unbiased as I’d like. The Gentlemanly variety, then, provides something of a fresh start for this popular brand.
Michter’s has been one of those whiskeys that I think about buying every time I’m stocking up, but never do. It is in most liquor stores in the city that have anything approaching a decent whiskey selection so it’s easy to turn up the opportunity to buy it with the ‘there’s always next time’ rationale. Well, this past Sunday was the ‘next time’ I suppose, because I finally picked up a bottle of Michter’s American Whiskey.
If you missed me last week, that’s because I was traveling about France, doing very little in the way of tasting American liquors – bourbon especially. In fact, I managed only one type of liquor over there: a single Calvados whose name I don’t even recall. Instead, I did what I could to get a taste of the wine world, and in particular, I delved into the world of Burgundies. Thanks, in large part to
I’m off to France for the next week, so that means two things for this blog: first, it means there won’t be an entry next week – unless I’m able to find a worthy American liquor over there and get into the blogging spirit, I suppose; and second, it means that in my anticipatory mood I’ve picked up a bottle of Clear Creek’s Calvados-inspired apple brandy to write about.
Apologies for the poor picture-quality, I still can’t find the charger for my camera battery.
I apologize to my readers for the recent lull in my posting schedule. I spent ten days down in Austin then another ten recovering – in not much of a mood for liquor. The blog may have also experienced some down-time lately, hopefully that should be fixed now. This week, however, I have something a little different: a “Colorado whiskey” – namely Stranahan’s.