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Pearse Lyons Distillery was constructed in a long-disused church in Dublin. The full renovation of the space included replacing the original (and long-damaged) stained glass with whiskey-focused glass. (Check out the glass still in the window behind the copper stills!)
Aging can be kind of an eerie process, and the rugged steel and green lighting of this other room beyond Woodford Reserve’s standard aging racks certainly emphasizes that. Even if the whiskey is tasty, green lighting proves to be too sinister to resist.
Barrels of (basically) moonshine await aging at Woodford Reserve. Do you feel the temptation to just roll one out the door and down the road?
The big, copper stills at Woodford Reserve are “where the magic happens,” and I have to admit: against the limestone backdrop, they certainly look impressive. Perhaps the whole scene is bit too carefully constructed for the tourists, but if the stills are real, and the whiskey is real, then I might as well just sit back and enjoy it.
Sour mash whiskey begins in these massive, cypress wood fermenters—and a bit like ice bergs, there’s a lot more happening below the surface. (This is the second floor; the fermenters are more than a story high.) In this century-old limestone building, the output of carbon dioxide from fermentation was enough to (almost) make visitors dizzy.
Last week’s trip to Kentucky included a trip to Woodford Reserve, home of some tasty Bourbon whiskey and this lovely porch. The view does a lot to cement my idealized view of central Kentucky hills.
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