Growing up in Vermont one of Aaron’s favorite smells ever was late fall when people first started using their fireplaces.  The moment he walked outside his senses were flooded with chimney smoke, dried leaves, piles of firewood and damp earth.  That uniquely seasonal combination remains intoxicating to this day.  Throw whiskey into the equation with hint of maple and umami (what’s better than sweet, savory, smoky, rich) and it’s autumn in a glass.