One of our Kentucky trips was a tour of the Buffalo Trace distillery -- home not just of Buffalo Trace but also the mighty fine Blanton's reserve, which was being bottled the day we visited.
First stop was the rick house, where the whiskey ages.
The smell was so pungent and sweet here when you walked in that it made you stagger. It was a beautiful smell, but I couldn't imagine working here.
Of course, everyone that we met seemed very happy with their job.
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