boy you guys with moonshine in your DNA need to get together and
make up a big batch for "internal consumption" as in TBN only.
Now I would probably choke and gasp, but I'm game...
For over forty years I've been making an annual or more often trek to a little cabin on the side of a mountain in the Catskills, owned by my closest friend.
A wonderful tradition for us, as we've worked our way through snowmobiles, ATV's and now UTV's to get up to the cabin in the winter. We're just too old to walk slightly over one mile in snow which frankly feels like straight up after about half way when it really gets steep. But anyway..., at the bottom of the trail to the cabin was the closest neighbor, a retired Polish guy who made his own slivovitz.(sp?) He was so proud of that stuff, and every time we visited, he trotted it out and we all had to have a small glass. Brutal stuff. I'm sure it would take off paint. Took me a while to get to the bottom, since I drink very little, but I would dutifully polish off that homemade hooch.
So yeah, when you good old (senior) boys make up your first batch, pack it in mini bottles and sell it/err...give it away to all of us.
And we will donate to your favorite
very local charity. Hmmm. I bet the IRS/NSA is fiddling with their dials right now....

Hmmm. I guess that means a drone in my back yard next.:dance1: I might feed it something different than the birds though.