I must be a humble man. I’ve always had a thing for potatoes. Those that have worked with me can vouch for this -- about my waxing poetically about the rare, perfect boiled potato. Fortunately for me, I sample enough of them to find those elusive magic moments.

Now, here’s the not-too-surprising segue: my love of the humble potato extends towards those rare potato-based beverages, oh, like, vodka. I have always had a thing for potato vodka, which is strange since vodka is essentially water and alcohol, but potato vodka always had something extra, delivering more than those simple grain-based bottles could ever hope for.

I never realized why, assuming it had been my rather odd sentimental attachment to potatoes, but after spending just a while with the makers of Long Island Spirits’ LiV Vodka I think I’ve found out why.