Been a number of years since I had any legit shine/"sippin' whiskey". My dad is a good ol boy from the Blue Ridge Mountains in North Carolina. It's the type of area where legitimately my last name can get me out of nearly any trouble. It's a whole lot of fun, assuming that's what you're into. Safe to say, if you went into his fridge and saw a bottle of Gilbeys Gin- it was not gin. HOWEVER- whoever he knew that had that cook recipe was a frickin GENIUS. Went over there one morning and he was havin' a sip- and I asked if I could try it.... being the curious one. He handed me a glass with a couple cubes of ice, and i poured myself an ounce or two of it. Smelled really clean, this batch was brewed with elderberries- so it had a hint of fruit. Went down SUPER smooth. Like WAY too smooth. I finished off my glass, and before I could get myself another, I was sitting in the driveway at 9:30am goin.... "How the fuck am I drunk right now? I had ONE DRINK". That stuff snuck up on me something FIERCE. I've honestly considered attempting to brew a batch for myself, out of curiousity. Shine is dangerous though, you get the wrong batch and it can kill you, quite literally. Get a good hooch man though, and you got some of the best whiskey you will ever have in your life.