Still the One
I had to go back to a blog post from over four years ago to dig out this picture of Jan Potocki, holding his namesake bottle in our San Francisco store. Why bring up Potocki vodka again? Because I drank about four glasses of this stuff last night (for the first time in quite some time) and I have to say, again, for the record: this is probably the best vodka in the world. It's so fucking good you just want to keep drinking it, and drinking it, and drinking it. I was so pumped to drink Potocki again that I was about ready to call up Baltica on 25th Ave and order up a bowl of borsch with a side of caviar blini to go along with it (fortunately I didn't because I was in no shape to drive; at that point in the night I was watching the original Nightmare on Elm Street with the sound turned off and playing various selections from the It Follows soundtrack in place of the original music).
The Potocki vodka is so good you don't need to do anything to it. Glass. Ice. Potocki. That's it. That's all you need. It's still the one, and I can't tell you how nice it is to go back and revisit a bottle that still tastes every bit as good as you remember it being.
UPDATE: Then I found this blog post which I have no recollection whatsoever of writing!