Evan williams green, black and white labels.
*Seinfeld season 8 episode 6 – the fatigues
Eddie Sherman had a boatload of problems, although finding work was never one of them. he couldn’t chew bread very well, he couldn’t find a nice jewish woman to settle down with and he could never keep his feet dry when he was kicking in a skull.
Eddie Sherman grew up in new York city and worked in the mail room at j Peterman clothing catalogue. He was terrible at delivering mail on time and this mishandling and lack of organization lead to the mail being delivered late, quite often. One day Elaine benes had missed out on one of bob sacramanos’ black tie events due to a late invite and Elaine simply had enough. She called eddie up from the mailroom and wanted to discuss terminating his employment for his mishandling of the time sensitive mail.
When he entered her office, though, he entered her soul. She stopped in her tracks, speechless. Gasping for air, gazing upon the most handsome man she had ever seen. Eddie Sherman was average height, had the facial character of a man in his late forties who smoked a pack and a half a day, he wore a skullet and some army fatigues garnished with appropriate army issue footwear and flaming skull tattoo pierced with a scabbard.
‘you wanted to see me?’ eddie spoke to Elaine, stoic and deadpan. His voice was that of an angel that swallowed glass covered cereal. He sounded as if his parents were clint eastwood and marge simpson. Eddie knew Elaine was smitten by his rugged good looks, but played hard to get. His heart was broken from a failed relationship.
Elaine couldn’t hold back. There was no way she could let him out of her life. She would fight for his presence. Elaine immediately promoted eddie to copywriter so he would always be in her office, writing passionately about hailing shrapnel and scar tissue from war wounds. Although Elaine would persist on quelling eddies anger, he would have no part. He would leave her if he had to.
As the day passed elaines emotions grew stronger for eddie. She would promote eddie to director of corporate development. Unfortunately, the staff reacted poorly, misunderstanding that the promotion was an act of the heart. The staff had quit immediately, leaving Elaine and eddie alone, in bliss. The couple proved dynamic, writing about dewy meadows, strings of pearls, raspberry scones and bayonets. They turned out an entire catalogue in a couple days.
A couple days later, Elaine met eddie at a jewish singles mixer. Eddie was plotting his escape from elaines grasp. She had been following him everywhere he went. When he went out for a milkshake, she was there, when he went to the mixer, she was there. Eddie was speaking to a rather successful business woman, a protégé of sorts and her and eddie cemented an employment strategy that would double his salary.
The news that came about eddies departure Elaine instantly shattered her heart. She reacted in anger.
‘you cant quit! Youre all ive got! I need you.’ Elaine pleaded. The begging proved fruitless. She reached for his throat and started to throttle eddie in the dining hall. He choked. Onlookers screamed in horror. The chef tried so hard to save eddies life, but was thwarted by a table stacked with chaffers.
Nobody knows just what happened to eddie since.
But why the fatigues? Well, it turns out eddie Sherman was just trying to represent the mixed labels of his beloved straight bourbon, evan Williams. The green, black, white and tan matched the colours perfectly.
I have three small square mickies, each with a green, black or white label. They don’t differ much from each other. The difference between the bottles is the color of label and screw top plastic lids. Each bottle has differing alcohol content and they all proudly state the evan Williams motto: kentuckys 1st distiller.
Aromatic with fresh ripe banana, this is a very floral bourbon. Simple and straight forward, somewhat plain. The tell tale notes of bourbons cherries and coconut are somewhat subtle, hidden behind some bitterness. The char seems to overcome the fruit.
A bit bitter and charred tasting. Wood overbalances grain. Light flavor but a pleasant texture of cream. Char, corn, roasted nuts with some white pepper throughout. A drop of apple juice. A bit minty on the quick finish with what seems like a touch of raw potato.
A drop of water or an ice cube would absolutely decimate the fruit in this. Already too overpowered by barrel notes, this is a mixing friendly bottle.
The nose is really fruit forward here. Getting past the banana, we have some pulsing red licorice that fades to real red cherries with just a drop of pickle. Smells creamy and sweet with the green labels bitterness flushed away. Very floral and peachy. Some mesquite and a little cleaning chemical. Overall very pleasant nose.
Starts with cherry lozenges, finishes currant. Thick, palate filling, creamy and full. Black pepper throughout, with corn and barrel working very nicely together. Ashes, flowers and fruit.
Probably the most enjoyable out of the three. A contemplative sip.
Tight nose of wood and vanilla. The high abv keeps it less aromatic than the others, but more true to smell. Caramel, brown sugar and fruity corn notes. Slightest candied cherry with a little dust. No banana, but a touch of butter.
Hay, char, burnt corn, toffee and a white pepper start. Mint leaf, dust and flowers. Much more closed than the other offerings, but tastes more rewarding. Smooth and oily palate. Cough lozenges.
The blender enjoyed these barrels the most because they are the closest to the original taste, before dilution. The high abv keeps the profile true. This is bold and loud. Good quality.
These bottles are all the same mash bill. The difference between the three is that they are blended differently. All three are aged 5 – 7 years, but the least valuable barrels go to the green label, being the bargain blend. The black label is the standard blend and the white is the premium blend.
The label does read ‘kentucky’s 1st distiller’ but that may not be true. Shoddy record keeping and illegal business has lead to the loss or destruction of most of the north American distillers historical notes. Todays evan Williams distillery wasn’t built until the mid 1900’s and is claimed to not even be part of the evan Williams distillers family. Some travel records indicate evan Williams the distiller may have not even been in America at the time of 1794.
We may never know who Americas first distiller ever was.