On a recent trip to North Carolina I got to taste Moonshine. I'm not sure how genuine its manufacture was and I seriously doubt that a clandestine outfit up in the Appalachian Mountains was concocting this 'water of life' on dark, moonless nights. The oily slick of the liquor followed by the throat-burn and then the warm internal glow it gave me had me imagining what sort of ingredients went into the distillation process that delivered this impactful liquid. I remember studying chemistry at school and university and for some
04 Mar 2016