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Episode 1

Blanton's Single Barrel

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Welcome to the inaugural episode of Character Proof! Host Tim Fulton kicks things off with the holy hand grenade of bourbon itself: Blanton’s Single Barrel. After breaking down the classic vanilla, caramel, and sweet oak tasting notes of this notoriously allocated pour, Tim dives into a hilarious character study of the exact guy hoarding it. Meet Marcus: a 41-year-old Regional Director of Sales who spends his Tuesday mornings staking out strip-mall liquor stores, treats his finished basement like a museum, and lies awake at night agonizing over his missing "N" stopper. Pour yourself a dram (even if it’s just the decoy Buffalo Trace) and join us for our very first round of tasting notes and character flaws.

The tasting card

Bourbon

Blanton's Original Single Barrel

46.5% ABV · No age statement · Buffalo Trace Distillery

88/ 100 proof
Nose
Caramel, orange peel, and a warm note of oak.
Palate
Honey, baking spice, and a little rye snap.
Finish
Long, dry, and satisfying.
“The hype is mostly earned. The horse stays on the shelf — the story about how hard it was to find does not.”

There’s a little metal horse on the cap, and depending on the person pouring it, that horse is either a charming detail or the entire personality. Set the jockey aside for a second, because under all the mystique Blanton’s is the real thing: a single barrel that genuinely earns its reputation. There’s depth here you can sit with.

The nose opens with caramel and bright orange peel over a warm backbone of oak. The palate follows through — honey, baking spice, a little rye snap that keeps it from getting sleepy — and it lands on a finish that’s long, dry, and quietly satisfying. Nothing about it is showing off. Which is funny, given who tends to own it.

Because you know the drinker. The bottle was hard to find. It’s always hard to find. There was a guy, and a list, and a story you’re about to hear whether you asked or not. None of which changes the truth in the glass: this is a very good pour that would be even better if you could enjoy it without the provenance briefing. Pour generously anyway — the whiskey didn’t do anything wrong.

  • would re-pour
  • special occasion

The drinker we imagined

The Trophy Hunter

Loves the chase more than the pour — and the receipt most of all.

Shop the pour

The setup, if you want to drink it the way it was poured. Gear only — we'd never sell you the whiskey.

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Transcript

Transcript

You can tell a lot about a person by what's in their glass. Sometimes it says, "I appreciate true craftsmanship," and sometimes it says, "I will definitely try to explain cryptocurrency to you at this party." I'm Tim Fulton, and this is Character Proof.

Every episode, we pour a different whiskey, break down the actual tasting notes, and then vividly imagine the exact type of person who drinks it on purpose. So grab a glass, pull up a chair, and get ready for some tasting notes and a whole lot of character flaws. Let's get pouring.

Alright, let's get into the next pour. Ah, I know that bottle shape anywhere. The holy hand grenade itself: Blanton's Single Barrel. Let's get a nose on this. Oh yeah, that's pure classic bourbon.

You've got the vanilla, the caramel, a nice little hit of citrus peel, and that sweet, sweet oak. It goes down so smooth it's almost dangerous. It's a fantastic pour, really. But as I'm sitting here looking at this little brass horse and jockey on the cork, I know exactly who is drinking this.

The guy drinking this is named Marcus. Marcus is 41, and he's the regional director of sales for a mid-sized software company. He drives a pristine slate-gray Audi Q7, and his entire casual wardrobe consists of quarter-zip pullovers from Peter Millar and untucked button-downs.

Marcus didn't care about bourbon five years ago. Five years ago, Marcus was drinking vodka sodas with a splash of cranberry. But then Marcus closed the biggest account of his career, and now Marcus doesn't just drink bourbon — Marcus hunts bourbon.

Every Tuesday and Thursday at exactly ten, Marcus takes a client call in his car. But he's not on a call. He's parked outside of Tony's Fine Spirits in a strip mall, waiting to see if the delivery truck dropped off anything allocated. He knows Tony's kids' names. He brings Tony donuts.

Tony still only sells him one bottle a month, and Marcus accepts this dynamic completely. If you go to Marcus's house, you will not miss his bourbon collection. It is the focal point of his finished basement, which he calls the Lounge. The bottles are backlit with LED strips that he controls from an app on his

phone, and dead center is a custom-made wooden display made from a reclaimed bourbon barrel stave. What's on the stave? The stoppers. The famous Blanton's stoppers. Each cork has a tiny letter on it,

and if you collect them all, it spells B-L-A-N-T-O-N-S, with the horses in different stages of a gallop. Marcus has B, L, A, N, T, O, and S. He does not have the second N. The second N is Marcus's white whale. He lies awake at night thinking about the second N.

He's joined four different local Facebook groups with names like Bourbon Brotherhood and Whiskey Ninjas just to try and trade for it. A guy named PappySteve69 offered him the second N for a bottle of Weller, and Marcus seriously considered driving three hours into the next state to

make the swap in a Wendy's parking lot. Here's the beautiful irony of Marcus, though. When you go over to his house to watch the game and you look at that beautiful bottle on his shelf, you might think, oh, awesome, we're having Blanton's.

You are not having Blanton's. Marcus will pour you a very generous glass of Buffalo Trace, or maybe Woodford Reserve. He will then point to the Blanton's. He will tell you the story of how he found that specific bottle behind a glass case at a grocery store in Kentucky. He will let you hold the bottle. He will let you admire the little horse.

But the juice inside? That's reserved for a Tuesday night when the house is totally quiet, the kids are asleep, and Marcus is sitting in his leather recliner, taking a tiny sip and plotting his strategy to finally find that second N. Well, the glass is empty, and the verdict is officially in.

That's going to do it for this episode of Character Proof. If you enjoyed the show, please hit subscribe, leave us a five-star review, and share it with that one friend whose whiskey shelf costs more than their car. You know exactly who I'm talking about.

Want us to put your go-to bottle to the test? Drop your favorite pour in the reviews or hit us up on socials, and we might just profile you next. Until next time, drink responsibly, pour generously, and always check your character flaws. Cheers.

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