Bourbon in February: The Hot Toddy

I have a confession to make about my time in Louisville. I had Manhattans, I had bourbon straight, I had chocolate balls of bourbon, pecan pies doused in it, Mint Juleps, you name it. But never once did I have a hot toddy. I made it for the first time this year because I live…

Down the Rabbit Hole

Milwaukee may be where I found a way to express my love for food and drinks, but Louisville is certainly where it all developed. From the Bourbon Trail to the burst of new restaurants that emerged in NuLu and on Frankfort Avenue during my two years there, it was hard not to fall in love…