Imperial isn’t exactly the best word to use in this situation being such a common term for high proof beer. Add that to the vague branding and Sazerac being explicit and this is essentially just some off-brand scotch. This is the moment we’d love dearly to tell you it’s akin to an Ezra Brooks story, but it’s not. This isn’t good.
One of the main reasons we’ve continued on this crusade of reviews is that all too often your idea of a whiskey viewed on the shelf or pontificated upon the bottle bears seemingly no resemblance to what is in the glass. Take this, for example, named after some bank robbers, owned as another gobbled up Sazerac distillery from Kentucky, and a look that screams “I will kill you in a way Jacky D never could”
If you’ve never heard or seen of Mr. Boston vodka – I ask that next time you go to a package store to look at the very bottom shelf, and most likely stuffed under the shelf on the floor is Mr. Boston – and it seems for good reason.
