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A Wheater Tasting at Wheated Brooklyn

April 19, 2016

A Wheater Tasting at Wheated Brooklyn

People ask us all the time where to go for bourbon in NYC. The truth is, it's tough. Anyone with a decent selection gets swamped with investment bankers until they either run out or take a hint and raise their prices through the roof. Luckily a new solution has presented itself in the form of a slightly off-the-beaten-path whiskey & pizza joint near Prospect Park.  Meet Wheated.

The Bar at Wheated

"Lesson learned," says owner David Sheridan, "don't name your bar after a very specific spirit that's about to become nearly impossible to supply!" He's talking of course about the explosion in popularity of wheated bourbon that's been taking place over the last few years inspired by Pappy Van Winkle.

The solution? Buy your own barrel of wheated bourbon from a local craft distiller and make it your house brand. David purchased his cask of McKenzie Single Barrel Bourbon from Finger Lakes Distilling in upstate New York.

David Sheridan - Proprietor

You'd be happy too... It's a 4.5 year old high-corn wheated mashbill bourbon that only produced 129 bottles at cask strength.


The McKenzie is really nice, very fresh with a familiar rich wheat nose (not unlike a young Van Winkle) that's popping with mint and florals, vanilla, honey, and a nice drop of saddle leather. It definitely tastes older than it is and sits in a really smooth place for almost 110 proof.

The other nice part about this bottle is that it's sitting on a table full of brother and sister wheaters. It turns out Wheated is a good place to go if you like drinking wheated bourbon.


We taste through this lovely mix of craft wheaters and some all time favorites.


Dry Fly was a big surprise. Looking at the bottle you'd think "ok we're in for another super young marketing experiment gone awry." But not at all! Dry Fly is a serious farm to bottle operation with a real eye for quality and craftsmanship. The product was deceptively rich and lovely for a three year bourbon. They use a higher percentage of malt (20%) than you'd usually find in a bourbon. It was very drinkable, and captured some of that spice and molasses that you look for in an older wheated bourbon. A very nice surprise.  (Maybe a bottle redesign would help this brand??)


After our last experience with the Jim Beam Signature Spanish Brandy Whiskey, we almost passed on this one without tasting it. That would have been a big mistake! We were pleasantly surprised. The "Red Wheat" Beam bottle was lovely with a combination of smoothness with rich notes, sweets, and earthiness.  SOOO much better than the brandy, they're not even in the same league.


This Buffalo Trace Single Oak Project #168 was one of the best in this lineup that we've tasted. Another cracking wheater, it had a very dry and sophisticated palate going on with subtle spice, grass/hay, and vanilla.


For reference sake, David threw in a couple of old standards: Weller 12 Year and Old Rip Van Winkle 10 Year.  These were superior bourbons to the craft brands, yet we both marveled at how well both the McKenzie and the Dry Fly held up. Considering folks are paying $300 a bottle for the Van Winkle, and the Weller is getting extremely hard to come by, it's great to see new wheaters coming out. If these two continue to put aside some stock for aging, we bet that in a few years they'll be right on par, if not better, than the older mass produced stuff. Still, both Weller 12 and ORVW are delicious whiskies and a righteous addition to any wheater party.


It's time for dinner. If we keep drinking at this pace on empty stomachs we're going to end up singing Commodores' numbers with our pants down (don't ask). Luckily David's crew makes the meanest meatball calzone in recent memory, served with homemade Sriracha sauce. Pair that with a smoked meat and hot pepper pizza and we're in heaven.

"Won't all that spicy food blow your palate?" you may be asking? Well luckily the next whiskey on our list is a real barn-burner (no pun intended).


We've been resisting the Garrison Brothers Cowboy Bourbon because it's $200/bottle. Generally speaking, we need another $200 craft bourbon like we need a hole in the head. But lo and behold it's pretty fuggin awesome. The most comparable thing would be the Balcones Texas Single Barrel that we got to taste recently (aka the bottle that does not exist). It's like a huge George T Stagg of craft corn/wheat whiskey. Just exploding with richness and flavor. Are we going to run out and spend $200 on it? It's still a big ask, but we were surprised by how good it was for sure.


Finally, since we'd never tasted it, David brought out one more treat to finish the night. The Kavalan Soloist. Now here's a whiskey that's gotten so much fanfare we figured it had to be something special. And maybe it was just because we'd been drinking so much nice mellow wheated whiskey all night, but this stuff was so cloyingly sweet it was almost hard to get down. Sort of like a Speyside malt whisky with so much sherry influence it totally overwhelms the whisky. It must be a first fill sherry cask (really it tastes like they actually added sherry to the malt). This one was a big miss, but still a cool way to end the night. David carries an impressive menu of single malts in addition to the American whiskey list. We may have to go back and sample through more of those...

Anyway Wheated is a winner. A very warm environment, good family style place for an early dinner, and one of the best whiskey lists in NYC.  Cheers to David for showing us a great time and if you're in the area, tell 'em the beast sent you!


Vegas Baby!

February 4, 2016

Vegas Baby!

Some fun facts: The Venetian hotel contains over 1.8 million square feet of stone and marble.  Classy.  The sheer scale of the place is astounding.  You hike what seems like miles of ersatz piazzas and canal-lined malls complete with accordion players and gondoliers. Each restaurant you enter is the largest indoor space you've ever seen. And of course somehow every destination requires navigation through the hotel's two casinos.

"Should I play a round of blackjack on my way to the bathroom?" you find yourself asking.  Wait what?? Would you ever consider throwing away a hundred bucks on your way to take a leak in New York?  Hell no. There's something about this place that shreds all logic and rational thinking in your brain and replaces it with a Britney Spears / Cirque Du Soleil mashup.

I Need a Drink

There is only one thing you can do in Vegas that is inherently logical: drink. And luckily they seem to have no shortage of top quality whiskey bars. We started Monday night at Emeril Lagasse's Delmonico Steakhouse. Then Tuesday moved on to Wolfgang Puck's Cut. Both claim to have the best whiskey list in Sin City. Neither disappointed.


First up this wax-top Willett 7-year, barrel 4141.  Super rich and wonderful, this one was all molasses and brown butter, baking spices, and pipe tobacco.  I'm guessing it had been open in the bottle for a while since it was completely opened up and tasting amazing for such a young expression.


Delmonico's does half-pours, so we paired one ounce of the 7-year Willett with an ounce of her older sister the blue wax top 10-year barrel 373.  This one was great too, drier than the 7 and crispier. A treat, but not quite as mind-blowing as the 7.


Moving on to Cut, we tried another 1 ounce pair tasting. This time a Willet 10-Year barrel #799, alongside a gold-wax 21 year.


The 10-year was very big.  Sweet, tons of rye goodness, vanilla and spice.


Have to be honest here, I think I still preferred the 7-year to the 21.  Is that possible?  I guess it's true that age is just a state of mind. The 7-year, followed by the 21, followed by the 799 10-year and then the 373 10-year is how I'd have to rank these.  I wouldn't kick any of them out of bed though.

Ok time for a nightcap.


My drinking buddy Jason is giddily gripping my arm and pointing at a bottle on the shelf. "They have it again.  How is that even possible???"  Incredulous, we feel obligated to each order an ounce of the Lagavulin 21 year sherry cask. It's every bit as good as we remember. Without a doubt it holds a place in my top three malts of all time.

So long Vegas. Thanks for the memories.  Cheers/SB
Every Man's Dream:  Bourbon and Laziness

April 7, 2014

Every Man's Dream: Bourbon and Laziness

First, A Confession

Your faithful hubby has a confession to make.  I'm lazy.  Criminally, pathologically lazy.  Watching the 10-minute loop of news stories on NY1 because the remote is too far away lazy.  Never, ever, in a million years leaving Manhattan lazy.

Since my laziness confines me to a couple of square blocks around my home and office, I rarely get to experience what the outer boroughs have to offer.  Like, for example, I hear all this amazing stuff about Brooklyn.


Brooklyn has better food than us:

Fette Sau BBQ
Brooklyn has better beards than us:

Professional Outer-Borough Beard Grower

And, perhaps most distressing, Brooklyn has better whiskey than us:

Whiskey Shop Brooklyn

Every Man's Dream: Bourbon and Laziness

Well something happened last year.  A joint opened up on Houston Street called The Brooklyneer.  Their entire raison d'être is to cater to geographically-challenged Manhattanites such as myself by bringing the best of Brooklyn here to our shores.

It only took me a little over a year to make it the two blocks from my office, but it was worth the effort.  I browsed their wares: chipotle carrots, sour pickles, cheese pretzels, and placed one order of each.  I perused the taps and settled on a pint of Coney Island Mermaid Pilsner.  There was even a fairly decent handlebar mustache in the audience.  (Perhaps they also import an authentic Brooklyn hipster or two for ambience?)

Then my eyes drifted up to the spirits.  Good line up of single malts, some other boutique liquors and mixers.  But then, smiling at me from the very top shelf, were five familiar brown bottles.  Dare I believe?  Was it some kind of vegan hallucination-induced hipster mirage?  I rubbed my eyes and pinched myself.  It was still there.  The entire Buffalo Trace Antique Collection!
Erin pours the BTAC


I decided on one of my favorite all-time bourbons, William Larue Weller, and then threw caution to the wind and paired it with a Thomas Handy Sazerac Rye.  The charming Erin did an aerial maneuver onto the bar to reach those bottles on the top top shelf  (note to management, get this lady a step stool!) and came back armed and dangerous with impossible whiskey.

And to say this stuff is impossible to find would be an understatement.  The one restaurant I've seen pouring WLW had marked it at a hellacious $100/glass.  (Considering it retails for $80/bottle, that's beyond the worst of highway robbery).  Even bourbon joints like Maysville and American Whiskey can't track down the BT Antiques.  And these were priced in the not relatively unreasonable neighborhood of $25.  That still may seem stratospheric to some of you for a single glass of whiskey, but trust me when I tell you that if you haven't tried it, it's worth the splurge.

William Larue Weller 

One of our all-time favorite bourbons, we did a review of the old Stitzel-Weller 19-year bottling and it knocked our socks off.  While this younger cousin of the original may lack a touch of Pappy's SW brilliance, it still packs a mighty punch.  Also, unlike the SW version, it comes in at cask strength.  The smoothness given the high ABV is absolutely stunning.  It's a dynamite sauce of molasses, brown sugar, vanilla, cocoa, butter, old wood and leather.  It's really just everything that bourbon should be.  The finish is tremendous with all the flavors coming together into a great balance of power and flavor.

Thomas Handy Sazerac Rye

The rye sister of WLW is the cask strength Thomas Handy Sazerac Rye.  It's younger still, rumored to be only six years old.  The smoothness and richness that BT has managed to find in this young a whiskey never ceases to amaze.  It's sweet for a rye, and crossing over into a lot of bourbon notes like caramel and nougat.  But it's definitely got the big spiciness of a rye with black pepper, mint, cinnamon, cloves, tobacco, and the signature rye crispness.

Bean Spilling

Well I guess I've spilled the beans.  Luckily Blogger allows me to post-date this post so I'll be spending the next few days clearing out their stocks of BTAC until this goes live.  After that it's every beast for himself!

Cheers/ Mr. Beast