Oaxaca on the mind. Specifically Jose, and his home bar he built himself.
Right next to the counter is a large distilling vat, and inside it are shelves stocked with some rare and incredible mezcal. The whole thing is rock solid, would probably endure an apocalypse, and have plenty of mezcal to share with fellow survivors.
I got a bottle of jabali mezcal from Jose that was absolutely amazing. Unfortunately it was a casualty of moving with at least half the bottle left. Tragic.
