I need to let you know that I have a love of magazines that can only be described as unhealthy. I have a penchant for the printed word and pictures all shiny in gloss that got started at a very young age. There’s something about their portability. Something about opening them up to the middle and just, starting there. I love that you could spend anywhere from 30 seconds to 30 minutes reading an article. Sometimes I read them back to front. That’s right, because you know how good that last page is.
I read magazines about food, and adventurers, and literature. And sometimes, though I am strict about allowing it only when I am sick in bed, I read trashy celebrity magazines. There, truth is out.
This love of magazines has not accrued me the knowledge that, oh, say, books might have. But they have given me a lot of joy and a lot of really really
useless valuable information. Like this little gem.
There are 360,000 more barrels of aging bourbon in the state of Kentucky than there are residents. How crazy is that?
That’s over a quarter of a million more barrels of bourbon than people. Where are they housing all of that? Who is drinking all of it? I just want to take a moment to be proud that American Whiskey, or bourbon, is thriving. Because, without it, these cookies wouldn’t be here. And I’m not even sure bourbon is their star ingredient, because… it might be bacon. Or chocolate.