I read something similar to this on one of the gun forums that I follow. I found it interesting, and the level of participation from fellow collectors was over the top...
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A recent thread on an exceptional, and recently dug, "shoulder crown" Cutter / E. Martin reminded me that it's one of those bottles that I always intended to acquire. But lo and behold, forty some years since forming that intention, I still don't have one.
My unrequited love for this Cutter variant remains unsated not because it's that rare or even particularly costly. I just never came across the right example at the right price. It's fair to say that I didn't expend much effort in the search.
I'm sure that everyone here has a wish list of "grail" whiskies, and there have been numerous threads in the past on the pieces that inhabit our dreams but evade our grasp in reality. The reason of course is simple, these whiskies are rarely encountered and when found often expensive.
I am curious what my fellow collectors want, lack, and just haven't chased down. Those bottles that don't qualify as a California Clubhouse grail level desire, but nonetheless represent a hole in the collection that you hope to fill.
What say ye?
Credit goes to Richard in NY / Gunboards.com for the idea of this post.
3 comments:
Thought provoking thread Bruce. When I was more actively pursuing Western cylinders many years ago, one of my first "good" whiskey's was the McKennas, which was a favorite because of the full faced embossing. Naturally, the next one that I wanted, although tougher to find, was the full faced Pride of Kentucky. For some reason, however, this bottle always eluded me. Never in the right place, at the right time, to purchase one! Now that I think of it, I still don't see them for sell very often.
If I had a choice of one western fifth that I didn't have to fork over the going rate price it would be the Virginia N Thomas Taylor. Of course it would have to be green and crude as sin
rs
When I was a kid of 17 in 1959 I dug a bunch of bottles in a dump in the Santa Cruz Mts. south of S.F. The site was an old brothel for redwood loggers who worked at the mills nearby. I did find a nice J.F. Cutter with a giant blob top. My father told a friend of his about the place, and before I got back to it a week later, they went up to look. There had been a big rain, and the bank had slid out into the creek, and sticking out was an amber Gold Dust whiskey. My Dad tried to talk them out of it, offered money, since they weren't collectors, but they decided to keep it. For over 50 years I have been craving an amber Gold Dust to go with my aqua, but they got very pricey--I have to admit, the whole thing stuck in my craw. Last year I finally caved in and bought one at a bottle show--it wasn't cheap, but at least I'll have one to look at before I pass on. P. Kreiss
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