Pappy Van Winkle Bourbon Reviews

Pappy Van Winkle Family Reserve Rye: Worth Selling a Kidney? (Maybe Just a Toe)

Okay, let’s be honest, folks. Any review of Pappy Van Winkle is going to sound like gushing praise from a cult member. But let me tell you, this rye? It deserves its own congregation.

First whiff, and you’re hit with the kind of spice that makes you want to wear a monocle and contemplate the finer things in life, like Chesterfield sofas and the proper way to tie a cravat. There’s caramel, there’s oak, there’s this faint whisper of something that smells suspiciously like my grandfather’s pipe tobacco (in a good way).

The first sip is like a warm hug from a wealthy relative who just happens to be an award-winning pastry chef. Smooth, with a wave of rye spice that tickles the tongue and then melts into a symphony of vanilla, cinnamon, and a hint of citrus. It’s the kind of experience that makes you want to slow down, savor, and maybe even write a haiku about the fleeting nature of life.

Is it expensive? Oh honey, yes. Is it worth it? If you have to ask, you’ll never understand. This is the kind of rye you save for special occasions, like the birth of your first child or finally finding the matching sock to your favorite pair.

So, should you sell a kidney for a bottle? Maybe just a toe. Or, you know, just befriend a rich uncle. Either way, do whatever it takes to experience this nectar of the gods (and then invite me over). @IsaacsandIsaacsLaw @darrylisaacs604