So in Key West there's a joint called Rum Runners, which is a small bar that specializes in, you guessed it, rum.
For the great unwashed, they have various concoctions involving umbrellas and fruit juices.
But on the top shelf... Oh, what a top shelf they have.
Last May (the one in 2008), we were in Provincetown at a B&B called the White Porch Inn (heartily recommended, by the way). In the parlor, they had a cut-glass decanter of something wonderful, with some small cordial glasses, and the guests were invited to help themselves to a nightcap. We wrote down what it said on the bottle, but it turns out that it was a rum they'd picked up in the Dominican Republic that wasn't available stateside.
So we picked out a different Dominican Rum at the liquor store, Ron Zacapo Centenario, 23 years old. It's pricey, like a single-malt Scotch. It's also very very smooth, and goes nicely with the cranberry and rhubarb pie I happen to be eating at the moment.
Anyway, in Key West last week, we wandered in to Rum Runners, told Randy the barkeep the above story, and asked him what else he had that was comparable. Quite a lot, it turns out. The three we tried (over three days, I think) were Pyrat (not quite as smooth, and a bit tobaccoey), Ron Augustura 1919, which was a delight (but the liquor store here only has the 1824; this is not the date it was put to bed, no). And Ron Centenario 20 year, which comes in a trendy leather-covered bottle. Also very very smooth. Oh, and Zaya, from Trinidad, 12 years old. With a bit more bite than I actually like.
Sorry, blixco, I can't do justice in words to a bottle, unlike your memorable review of a very special bottle of Rye.
For the great unwashed, they have various concoctions involving umbrellas and fruit juices.
But on the top shelf... Oh, what a top shelf they have.
Last May (the one in 2008), we were in Provincetown at a B&B called the White Porch Inn (heartily recommended, by the way). In the parlor, they had a cut-glass decanter of something wonderful, with some small cordial glasses, and the guests were invited to help themselves to a nightcap. We wrote down what it said on the bottle, but it turns out that it was a rum they'd picked up in the Dominican Republic that wasn't available stateside.
So we picked out a different Dominican Rum at the liquor store, Ron Zacapo Centenario, 23 years old. It's pricey, like a single-malt Scotch. It's also very very smooth, and goes nicely with the cranberry and rhubarb pie I happen to be eating at the moment.
Anyway, in Key West last week, we wandered in to Rum Runners, told Randy the barkeep the above story, and asked him what else he had that was comparable. Quite a lot, it turns out. The three we tried (over three days, I think) were Pyrat (not quite as smooth, and a bit tobaccoey), Ron Augustura 1919, which was a delight (but the liquor store here only has the 1824; this is not the date it was put to bed, no). And Ron Centenario 20 year, which comes in a trendy leather-covered bottle. Also very very smooth. Oh, and Zaya, from Trinidad, 12 years old. With a bit more bite than I actually like.
Sorry, blixco, I can't do justice in words to a bottle, unlike your memorable review of a very special bottle of Rye.
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