Through chasing whatever whiskies he can explore, Ogilvie notices a lost-in-translation scenario between bourbon and malt. He wonders why this lauded Penelope Wheated is so… simple.

As close as we get to comedy; Ogilvie shares a nightmare dinner evening with a ‘whiskey’ theme. An event so traumatic, he needed the salve of this Bardstown Bottled-in-Bond to right himself once more.

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...