So generally speaking I don't like rum.
I probably had one too many "capt'n and cokes" in college or something and I'm not giving rum a fair shake; but when I think rum, I think, "daiquir", I think "punch", I think "sweet monstrosity", and mostly I think "headache".
On the recommendation of Geoff I'm working my way through a bottle of Pusser's rum and it's Okay. This summer Sioux and I went on a caprihina jag fueled by a bottle of Beleza de Minas Cachaça,but frankly that's in a whole other category. Mostly, I just don't like rum.
That was of course until I was introduced to Ron Zacapa.
