One time I went to a kind of olden days festival at Cumberland Gap, Tn., and there was a guy who was running a still he had set up there, classic style with the copper coil and all. There were these Mason jars of 'shine that he'd run that were sitting on the ground. I asked if he was breaking the law and he said he could make it, but nobody could drink it. I picked up a jar and took a whiff, and man that was the best smelling stuff - an aroma like wine. I wish I'd taken a slug. The one time I did have it, it was pretty bad. It smelled and tasted like the plastic bottle it was in.