Last month, I completed (and graduated from) the Distilled Spirits Epicenter’s executive bourbon stewardship program and am now an esteemed member of the Stave & Thief Society. I can’t really divulge anything about the secret society other than to say we all like bourbon and now know a shit-ton about it.
Our secret handshake is palming a rocks glass — sans rocks, of course. And we have a special pin we wear to identify other members. It’s the most coveted thing I have, other than the key to the city.
Unfortunately, even both pin and key combined still won’t get me a bottle of Pappy.