My name is Mike and my quest to consume as much straight rye as humanly possible has led me here, to you, for assistance. As is the case now in most places, when I inquire at my local liquor stores, I am directed to a few forlorn bottles of Philadelphia, which, as well as not being straight rye, I am absolutely convinced is not meant to be taken internally. There are several stores in my neck of the woods that carry Michter's, one that carries Old Overholt, and one that sold me a bottle of Van Winkle's 13 for $33.
I am surrounded by people who think a glass of cold vodka constitutes a martini, that Coors Light is actually a beer, and that whiskey is gross. Whenever I order an Old Fashioned or a Manhattan, the end result is usually disappointment, sometimes rage.
My shelf currently houses Maker's Mark, Baker's, Bulleit, Knob Creek, Michter's Straight Rye, Van Winkle Family Reserve Rye 13, Old Overholt and a bottle of Ambassador 25 Scotch that was likely bottled some time before 1958.