It seems appropriate that a vodka named after an artist that cut off his own ear would come up with something so crazy as peanut butter and jelly vodka but that's exactly what the folks at Vincent Van Gogh Vodka have done. I've seen this stuff appearing on 'weirdest flavored alcohol' lists for months now and on a whim with the Missus and her friend Spamalotta (down from the Medium White North for the weekend) looking to have a good time, I plonked down some cashola to try the stuff for myself and see what all the big deal was about.
The results were interesting. The initial aroma is strong on the peanut butter side of things- but there's also just the faintest hint of raspberry jam. (They went slightly non-traditional and used raspberry in their PB and J.) The jam becomes more pronounced when you actually drink the stuff and overall, it took me by surprise: this stuff is actually really good. The Quiet Man was over for a bit and he even said he enjoyed it. Mother Cigar tried some last night, thought it was gross initially but turned on a dime and said she thought it'd be good in frosting and potentially creamy desserts (it would be excellent in both).
Normally, I'm not a huge vodka person-- flavored vodkas even less so. The flavoring are usually interesting but pretty one-note (see: cake, whipped cream, vanilla etc) and not worth drinking on the rocks. This one is different- there's such a complete flavor experience that you can (and I did) get a lot of enjoyment just drinking this stuff straight. But, imbiber beware: it may not be Hawkeye Vodka but if you employ a beer chaser with it, the morning after won't be that much fun. (It wasn't for me, anyway.)
Overall: A shot of childhood without the crusts that will get you a little tipsy. What's not to like?
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