Our Story
In a gracious southern town, where neighbors are genuine and kind and life is lived to its fullest, there is a repetitive crime that intermittently graces the pages of the local news. The crime is theft, and the perpetrators continue to steal the same sign, again and again. The sign in question is the street sign at the intersection of Whiskey Road and Easy Street. A road remembered for the bootlegged caramel relief that used to travel secretly to and from stashed in inconspicuous parcels and containers. A street named for the type of life we all long for.
It is here, in this genteel town where the southern gentleman intersects with the international traveler over cigars and drinks. It is here where the northern equestrian seeks relief from harsh winters and finds solace in the southern climate and even warmer southern friendship. An unlikely intersection where two very different worlds are seamlessly interwoven finding the best that each has to offer. In a world where a Saudi prince can be seen chatting with the local cowboy over a steak, you will find a Whiskey and Easy Man. A man rich in culture who can be found in the quail fields in the morning and the board room in the afternoon. A man found on the polo field battling for the cup who in just a few short hours is sharing a glass of whiskey with teammates and foes alike. A man who dresses for the occasion but is comfortable enough in his own right wearing what he wants when he wants. A man of honor who gives his word and keeps it. A whiskey man longing for the easy street and knowing that between the two is hard work and grit. Between the two is life and a life lived well.