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I am glad that prohibition laws were repealed. I would be lousy at making bathtub gin and I hate juniper berries. Or maybe I am just not a gin fan. I am getting off on a tangent and I haven't even started writing what I wanted to write about. I want to write about
Bloomery Plantation Distillery. It is going to be one of those mornings. I am going to blame it on the super moon for my lack of everything. People have been blaming the moon for centuries and it seems to work out. The mood doesn't argue back.
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The reason I like repealed prohibition laws is not because I have a passionate embrace on my martini glass, but more because artisanal craft distilleries are becoming more prominent. They are bring with them a fresh taste to refreshment by constantly thinking outside the box.
Gat and I had the pleasure of stopping by
Bloomery Plantation Distillery on our way back from the caves. Making our way up the long and steep drive way, we had to giggle, because we could tell that this distillery had a sense of humor. The drive way is the sort of drive that makes you wonder if you are going to come back alive. I am sure it could have been featured in several into the woods horror movies and they seemed to known that so they put a few sign up to make it friendlier.
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Once you actually get up the hill and into the tasting room, it is all smooth sailing from there. Our guide through the wonderful tasting experience greeted us like old friends and made is feel welcome. Tastings were free the only thing he needed to be paid in were compliments. Gat complimented his lovely red shirt and I tried my best to compliment his football team. (Go Bills?) I liked how personable he was and that he was more than willing to answer any sort of questions we may have had. There were a total of 11 samples to try and he made a point to talk to us about each an every one of them without it feeling like a rehearsed speech and gave insight into different ways to mix the spirits. I love with service feels like friendship.
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When Gat and I finally decided it was time to hit the road, we decided to pick up a couple of bottles for later. I had a good time at
Bloomery Plantation Distillery and would be willing to stop there again on my next road trip. My only regret is not remembering our tour guides first name, since he was super nice and made the entire stop worth it.
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