Moonshine is one of those drinks that is either Kool-Aid in nature, or something that can transcend interdemensional time and space. When done well, its both.
The first time I drank this wonderful poison, I was in my late teens. I remember the burn from the sips. The uncomfortable warmth that flowed down my throat, then numbed the body and mind.
Decades later, I was offered some Arkansas grade ‘shine. I learned over the years, trust the nose. It can be an early warning sign if properly listened too.
A sip from the nectar from Arkansas showed me how cross-dimensional worlds was possible. Hours passed, yet time stood still.
Tonights offering, a cinnamon infused ‘shine, not quite mind altering, but dang efficient none-the-less.
