Old Forester's Whiskey Row wraps up with what is, hands down, the best of the three. The nose is baked apples, clove, cinnamon, vanilla, cardamom even, with a little dried fruit, wood, and leather. It's like a Turkish dessert course served up on an old Bible cover. The palate opens bright and sweet, all vanilla and caramel and sunshine and puppies, but that gives way to dark brown sugar, dried fig, and an Ottoman caravan's worth of spices. The finish is long and lingering, a bit woody but not astringent. Even now, minutes after finishing the dram, I am still tasting dried fig. I could drink this all day long; no wonder Fred Minnick ranks this among his favorite bourbons...and he literally wrote the book on the subject. Maybe the Volstead Act was worth it if just for this one bourbon.