Happy memorial day folks, in honor of the American holiday we figured we should get something all American. However much like a lot of stuff going on in America right now, this is just really not as good as we’d like it to be. Hey, at least it’s gluten-free and organic because that’s what we look for in juice that makes you vomit among other bad decisions.
It’s tasks like these that put phrases into your mind you never thought would be there. Phrases like ‘virgin potatoes’. However, you should be less concerned that something is happening to your regular potatoes as this simply means before they have formed skin they are mashed and distilled into this. A fact which has some benefits, but maybe could have also benefited from being in the ground more.
If there’s one sad effect of running this site for years it’s the dispelling of the illusion of premium vodkas. Something that looks like this, with the name of some old dead guy, and the price tag to match – you’d think one day I’ll try that vodka and it’ll be amazing. We’re wiser though, and – not so much.
When one sees something so commercialized marking itself as pure it begs one to wonder how disillusioned and awful our society has become that we feel the need to specify that such a spirit is indeed ‘purity’ and that we can’t comment since we have honest in our name – shit this monologue got away from us.
We arrive here at a contradiction. We actually like this vodka, but then we do have to ask ourselves if this is truly a ‘vodka’ or if it should be labeled as ‘Underproof’. That’s because this rests at a 23.8% ALC/VOL or 47.6 proof. Maybe this is down to the specific distilling process, or watering down – but what you get is something that is nice, and yet fails to complete the job?
If you asked us why a noted Ghostbuster would join forces with someone to make vodka in the form of Crystal Skull – we wouldn’t have an answer for you. (Maybe because it’s spooky?) We also wouldn’t have an answer for you about why this vodka is just not good, and how starting from the visage of a skull it keeps getting worse and worse.
We just had two weeks of something we liked – how about we let some god damned nonsense bilge water ruin it? Hello folks, and welcome to HBR where we’re proud to tell this specific vodka company to go suck an ostrich egg because they basically did something as bad by giving us this.
If we’ve ever laid anything of simmering anger at the door of Belvedere it’s that some people associate it and their frosted bottle with higher tier vodka (it’s not). So strap in folks because this will not be a kind review to Sobieski which would be better served clearing snow off of your skiing boots than sipped back at the lodge.
(Disclaimer we have no idea how skiing works, and if that’s a thing you do)
If we were a cynical lot we’d say that this vodka represents the dark side of supposed family owned or built empires as this is merely a shadow – a homage to a grandparent with no real prominence. We aren’t though because in truth we don’t care about old families or recipes anyway (unless it’s you know – good). What does gall our stones though is the sadness of a local boy who’s just awful at making vodka.
