May have inadvertently advanced the art of incoherence in an afternoon, thankfully within walking distance.
Urge Gastropub and Whiskey Bank ... sampled a new-to-me incredible beer style called gose ... lemon tartness, salty, hibiscus. Made a tasty mistake of too much meat with a Beef Short Rib Burger, recovered and continued getting super serious, High West Boulevardier straight bourbon, Balvenie Carribean Cask single malt.
Made an exit and went up the coast highway to Masters, a very helpful individual introduced a 12-year Kentucky bourbon, Rowan's Creek, along with three other brands, including a rye literally aged in barrels made from heaven.
We finished our tour at LTH with Bulleit 10-year, I think it was, and Angel's Envy. Decolletage is not a word to be used lightly, the bartender had the most amazing I've seen. Mighta been the bourbon goggles. I'm glad my town is becoming a destination ... it used to be a sketchy dive-bar drive-through for Camp Pendleton Marines on leave. Nothing wrong with that, but, you know.