“Tastes like a bar fight in a whiskey barrel — and you lost with honor.”
This is the flavor that shows up in slow-motion, sippin’ straight from the bottle and wearing combat boots to church.
Smoked low, finished with a bourbon glaze that whispers sweet nothings before setting your tastebuds on fire.
Smooth. Smoky. Slightly disrespectful.
Eat it proud — your tongue just earned a medal.