I’m just old enough to remember finding Pappy Van Winkle on the liquor store shelfs. I can still remember the last bottle I found in the wild. I was in Effingham, right when the Van Winkle boom was kicking up, and there was a bottle of Pappy 12 for $80. I snagged it. I drank it, not realizing at the time what was about to happen to the whiskey industry. The last time I drank Pappy 23 was the day I started my new job nearly three years ago. We were in Chicago for my training and we found a … Continue reading Book Nook: Pappyland, by Wright Thompson