Description

Dreams: where we confront the other side of our existence, where distant reckonings of our past and perhaps future are made focal, defiant of logic. Three sirens singing show tunes or a Cheshire cat grinning in a coconut grove. It was in one of these flickering dreams that we first conceived of Duality, forging the Caledonian tradition of smoky single malt barley and the Appalachian innovation of our own spicy single malt rye, distilled on our twin copper pot stills and matured in oak of the Ozarks whiskey, ideal-born of the past and made for the present, offering a brief interslice in the twinned path of time, a respite from our daily battles, from our tilting at windmills & from the fierce gastropods that lurk at the margins. For one’s finest hour.