Too many bourbons, too little time…

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…with the coming of winter, the barrels constrict and force the whiskey back into the center. A small percentage of the spirits actually escape the barrels entirely, evaporating to fill the atmosphere of loosely closed warehouses. This lost whiskey distillers call “the angels’ share.” Close your eyes in a dark warehouse, inhale its sweet, clear, grainy bourbon essence, and you will understand the heavenly metaphor instantly. – Excerpt from Moonshine by Matthew B. Rowley

       From The Editor