146 proof.
 
For years, they eased the frustration of hunting down the finest casks. But they also had an unexpected consequence. Tucked away in the farthest reaches, a group of twelve barrels—the “Dirty Dozen”—sat forgotten under the sunlit panels. Over time, the extra heat worked its magic, baking deep into the charred oak and unlocking rich, hidden flavors long trapped within.
And so, in honor of those twelve barrels and the accidental stroke of fortune that brought them to life, we celebrate the green roof—a testament to ingenuity, perseverance, and the rewards of a well-aged mistake.