Naturally, when there’s 30+ gins to be tasted it cannot be done all at once. As much as we’d like to try, to do a proper tasting our livers and mental capacities just couldn’t take it. So in order to give every gin a proper tasting and a fair shot, we spread it out into 6 mini tastings over the course of a long day. So as promised, here’s a recap of what we tasted side by side and with what– and I’ll share with you my top two from each heat.
For full gin reviews of every gin covered in the 50 States of Gin tasting, you’ll have to stay tuned to the Gin is In this fall. If my first post was the 10 miles high overview, this is the one from 50,000 feet. The full reviews will be on the ground: up close and personal.
Heat #1 ///
The Participants: Dogfish Head Jin from Delaware [the nation’s first state, I’m sure you see where we’re going with this], Pennsylvania’s Bluecoat Gin, Southern Gin from Georgia, Gale Force Gin from Masscahussetts and finally, New Hampshire’s Karner Blue gin.
Overall a strong opening.
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Independence day is a day dear to the American gin drinker’s heart. Just as our forefathe’s declared their independence from England in 1776, gin distillers in the United States have proudly declared their GINDEPENDENCE (ha! get it?) from the UK in the last few years by truly making gin their very own.
The UK has abdicated its throne of gin, as the London Dry formula has been absorbed into America’s frontiers and Americans have innovated in now hundreds of new ways and truly created a kind of gin that is their own. Sure, the press has called it “New Western” or “New American,” but I prefer not to rely on these sort of geographical distinctions. I simply call this bold experimentation “contemporary,” and although at its heart it is quintessentially American and indeed “new” when considering gin’s illustrious heritage, I don’t think these should be the definition.
From the prairies [River Rose Gin], the mountains [Ridge Distillery’s Silvertip] and the Oceans- white with foam [Gale Force]! Cheers America! Happy Independence Day!
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When I first drove across Iowa, I found it a state that confirmed my expectations while simultaneously defying my expectations. My family never took long car trips. In fact, before I was 22, the furthest west I had ever been was Erie, PA. So let me just say that I had this impression that all I would see upon entering Iowa were field of corn and an unending flatness.
Well firstly, it was May, so the corn was naught but a gleam in a farmer’s eye. But also, who could have thought that moment where the horizon explodes and unravels itself before the unsuspecting driver, stretching itself further out than I suspected eyes could see ahead would have been so stunning. My first experience with the state of Iowa was unexpected- who would have thought I would have hung photos of the Iowa landscape in my apartment years later? But I digress, merely wanting to stop and note that I once found something wholly unexpected in Iowa, so perhaps I shouldn’t be so surprised to find something so unexpected in a gin from the same state.
Stop me If you’ve Heard this One Before
A gin that boasts rose and cucumber among its botanicals.
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