Kentucky bourbon

In case you want a side of trivia along with your tumbler of Maker's rocks, we've made a list of things you didn't know about the brown stuff.

The bourbon barrels had been on board now going on four years, tantalizing the crew on balmy days and miserable ones, up and down the Pacific and into the Sea of Cortez. Their oak staves had been battered by gale force winds, drenched in storm swells, blistered by the punishing sun. And through it all the potent liquid inside—Kentucky’s finest hooch—had remained safely ensconced from the elements and from the thirsty crew.