How PM Spirits Blanco Still Strength Made a Bourbon Guy Fall Hard
Let’s get something out of the way up front:
I live in the heart of bourbon country — where asking for a good tequila is like asking your grandma if she vapes. You’ll get a blank stare and maybe a prayer. So yeah, I buy all my tequila online. Not some. Not most. All of it.
What started as a casual interest quickly spiraled into cardboard boxes stacked like a fort in my living room. Bottles unopened. Labels still crisp. I was buying tequila like the agave supply was about to run out… and maybe a little like I had something to prove.
Because here’s the thing — I came from bourbon. High proof, big flavor, maybe a little burn if you’re doing it wrong. And like any lost soul wandering into a new spirit, I did what every modern-day agave explorer does:
I used Tequila Matchmaker like it was the agave Bible. (If you haven’t been on there, don’t click the link unless you’re ready to be completely overwhelmed and mildly obsessed. You’ve been warned: www.tequilamatchmaker.com)
Somewhere in the chaos of clicking and carting, I ended up with a bottle of PM Spirits Tequila Blanco Still Strength.
At the time, I didn’t even know “high proof tequila” was a thing. I was still getting used to sipping tequila neat instead of throwing it back with lime and a questionable decision.
Enter: Tree (and Trouble)
That weekend, my old friend Tree and his wife came into town. Tree and I go way back — high school days, Pearl Jam concerts across the Southeast, and enough college stories to fill a Netflix series (the kind with the little warning about “reckless behavior”).
I warned him ahead of time:
“Look, I’m deep into this tequila thing. I don’t even know who I am anymore. Just bring a liver and a ride home.”
Tree and his wife came prepared. So did I.
The Sip That Changed It All
We went through a few bottles that night — you know, in the name of research. We laughed. We caught up. We told stories we probably shouldn’t tell around our kids. It felt like no time had passed.
And then…
PM Spirits Blanco Still Strength entered the chat.
I poured it for everyone — Tree, his wife, my wife, a few unnamed others who were smart enough to stay off the record — and the mood shifted. It was one of those moments where everyone takes a sip and then pauses. Like the tequila just told them a secret.
This bottle was different.
It was packed with flavor — bold, clean, layered.
- Cooked agave like it came straight out of the oven
- Black pepper with just the right kick
- A touch of citrus and mint that made it feel fresh
- And then… black licorice? Yeah, it worked. Somehow.
For me, this was the moment I realized tequila wasn’t just something else to try.
This was something I could fall in love with.
A Weekend Worth Sipping
That weekend was full of stories, laughter, and the kind of sipping session that reminds you how much joy there is in sharing something good with people who get it.
Tree went back home, and a few weeks later, my phone rang.
“Hey,” he said, “What was that tequila? The one that made everyone shut up for a second?”
I smiled. “You mean the one that started it all?”
Final Sip
PM Spirits Blanco Still Strength was my first tequila love — the one that stopped me mid-sip and made me rethink everything I thought I knew about agave. It was bold like bourbon, but brighter. Cleaner. More alive.
It didn’t just open a bottle — it opened a whole new world.
So here’s to Tree, to old friends, to back porches, to high proof, and to the one that lit the fire.
Sip Sip Olé, amigos.
