Old Potrero Whiskey
Hotaling's Bottle in Bond 16YO Whiskey
ABV: 50% | Age: 16 Years | 700ML
TASTING NOTES
Aroma — Rye bread, spiced orange, hints of cinnamon and cherry, nutmeg.
Palette — Complex fruit bouquet, powdered sugar orange cake, balanced, peppercorn, allspice.
Finish — Sweet cereal, orange peel, balanced by extended used oak aging.
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ABV: 50% | Age: 16 Years | 700ML
TASTING NOTES
Aroma — Rye bread, spiced orange, hints of cinnamon and cherry, nutmeg.
Palette — Complex fruit bouquet, powdered sugar orange cake, balanced, peppercorn, allspice.
Finish — Sweet cereal, orange peel, balanced by extended used oak aging.
ABV: 50% | Age: 16 Years | 700ML
TASTING NOTES
Aroma — Rye bread, spiced orange, hints of cinnamon and cherry, nutmeg.
Palette — Complex fruit bouquet, powdered sugar orange cake, balanced, peppercorn, allspice.
Finish — Sweet cereal, orange peel, balanced by extended used oak aging.
Old Potrero Whiskey is credited as the first American Craft Whiskey to hit the market after prohibition. Old Potrero's vision of a rye whiskey revival was fueled by the realization that rye was the grain of choice for America’s first distillers and that no pot-distilled whiskeys were being made legally in America in the early 1990s. Finding inspiration in the rye whiskeys of America’s past and Scotland's great single malt whiskeys, the small distilling team began researching and experimenting. The first whiskey went into the barrel in 1994, and the distillery soon began producing three pot-distilled rye whiskeys from a mash of 100% malted rye. As they have since 2006, the distillers at Hotaling & Co. present this whiskey, in commemoration and celebration of our remarkable city’s rebirth following the tragic 1906 earthquake and fire. This product is inspired by the words of Charles K. Field who immortalized the Hotaling name in his poem recounting the survival of A.P. Hotaling & Co.’s Jackson Street whiskey warehouse when he penned these lines: “If, as they say, God spanked the town / For being over frisky, / Why did He burn the churches down / And save Hotaling’s whiskey?”
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