Stopped by buffalo trace on my way home yesterday. As soon as you step out the car, it smells like the most pleasant bottle of bourbon hits you in the face. Cool place, wish we'd had gotten to do a tour but I settled for a tasting and a bottle of eagle rare instead.
Heard a guy ask one of the workers if he could get his hands on a bottle of pappy van winkle there and the lady laughed at him.
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