After dropping my son off last night, I made my obligatory stop at Rite Aid. Living in PA where the state still runs the wine & spirit industry, I get excited to see the awesome prices. I feel like Uncle Jessie Duke crossing back over the PA state line, but I'll take my chances. My Bulleit bourbon tasted mighty fine sitting in front of the fireplace when I got home. The best part is that they put everything in a Rite Aid bag. I just tell my wife it is cough medicine when she asks what I got...