The Hindenburg Hon

The LZ 129 Hindenburg, the “Titanic of the Skies,” above the Bromo-Seltzer Tower in Baltimore in 1936

Rye Whiskey, Rye Whiskey, Rye Whiskey I Cry

Went out to watch the Derby and grab a Mint Julep like a good Maryland girl. Upon arrival to the bar I realized I forgot the Mint Julep cups. I had to run home in ye old flip flops to grab the cups and head back to the bar before the start of the race. In the meantime, another bar patron ran to the neighborhood garden and cut some fresh mint. Unfortunately, Julep overdose caused me to erase the beautiful picture of the freshly prepared Julep.

Being a true Marylander, I ordered my Julep with Rye Whiskey (receiving due kudos from the bartender for my home state pride). Ma mere went the southern route and ordered her's with bourbon. After sampling each other's we decided that we preferred our respective juleps better.

From the Baltimore Sun:
"Muddling the Mint Julep" by Rob Kasper  was an excellent choice of subject and had some excellent technical information but contained some bad history.

Where Mr. Kasper went wrong was to side with an identified "Kentucky Colonel," Mr. Cobb, instead of a renowned local Maryland expert, H. L. Mencken, on the right choice of whiskey for an historic mint julep The right choice was and is rye whiskey. At the end of the American Revolution, Kentucky wasn't even a state while Maryland already had 159 years of experience in the refined (as well as unrefined) drinking of ardent spirits. It was rye that Marylanders used in their mint juleps at a time when the drinking of bourbon was in its infancy (if it was invented at all in this early period).

Over time the upstarts from the Kentucky region have endeavored to take over the legacy of this fabled drink with superior publicity, the success of which is evident by Mr. Kasper falling for it. But a true mint julep starts with rye. Aye.

Jim Morrison, Gibson Island