Once in a store, Ogilvie heartily recommended this Jack Daniels Barrel Proof to an acquaintance. When he returns to a bottle three years later, he realises some things change, if fact sometimes everything does.

Ogilvie’s been in a huff. Challenged by a lack of interesting bottles, he finds himself faced with shelves of taupe. Until a ‘consolation’ bottle of New Riff Malted Rye from a Sherry Cask lights up an evening.

Sad he no longer travels the US like he once did, Fletch is grateful once more for the sharing and caring of the whisky community. Especially the mules. A Leopold 8yo bourbon in the glass.

You know what we all need now and again; a glass of something nice and a trip out to the porch. We may not have a porch, but we can enjoy the Shaw Porch, with Ogilvie, Art and a bottle of Sagamore Rye.

While giving a shout out to some domestic American Single Malt, Ogilvie reflects on his peers, parenting, tattoos and… Sexual Chocolate, with Virginia Distilling Co. Brewers coalition in the glass.

Eallair brings us his long awaited Chapter 4 piece on the history of American Single Malt Whiskey, this time we look towards Missouri and rectification with a double West Bottoms review too.

Whisky finds you. After years of avoiding an over-hyped and possibly over-priced eye-catcher, Ogilvie’s pal Lou comes in clutch. Now, this much-loved High West Rye needs to live up to expectation.

Hughie ignores travel retail on his business trips. As such he embraces the serendipity of what he might find locally. Today, he’s found a rye so compelling, it forces him to agonise over scoring it.

Ogilvie has a problem; he’s running out of variety. With a ‘mere’ 34 bottles he feels the need to fortify things. He discovers a bottled-in-bond Holladay Wheated Bourbon...

A memorable label was etched into Ogilvie’s mind & one day he finally found a St George’s Baller; an American ode to Japanese whisky. Therein he discovers one of his most challenging pours he’s ever tried.

Ogilvie has the luxury of being able to custom order almost anything from his local liquor store. In these days of next-day delivery, the wait time for the New Riff Single Barrel will shock you.

Ogilvie’ quiet time; cosied in an armchair, reflecting on all that whisky has brought along. While he pines for a better scotch selection, he makes do with a tasty Baby Jane Bourbon to usher in the holidays.

Eallair’s second fascinating instalment of the history behind American Single Malt, to the backdrop of a special Straight Rye from Leopold Bros

Eallair embarks on an American odyssey. One bottle at a time, he'll take us through a history - and a state of the nation - on everything American Single Malt. Pt.1 kicks off today with a Golden Moon.

Upon pushing his exploration of what's available locally - Ogie has an epiphany of how he might compare bourbon and malt. Hopping down the rabbit hole with a Rabbit Hole (soz) he shares all.

In a very interesting flavour piece we discover the reason for seeing so little of Aengus recently, he returns to share the parallels between whisky and coffee while reviewing a Kings County Peated Rye.

In a breakaway move, the Dramface Colonials conspire at their water cooler, setting up their own splinter cell. Happily, it results in a virtual sipping session and collaborative review of this Baker’s 7 Bourbon.

Another cracking Ogilvie tale of whiskey folks from the South, and a little bottled-in-bond bourbon edyacashun woven in. Heaven Hill’s 7yo Kentucky Straight in the glass.

Usually a gentle type, the spectre of a bad experience from Ogilvie’s past rears its head to have him reaching for the warning klaxon. Do not buy this. A rare 2/10 on Dramface.

Shuffling through airports is a thing once more for Hamish. At travel retail, he dodges the aisles of Scotch and Irish dullness to plump for some bourbon exploration - in litre bottles.