In 1869, everything turned upside down and simultaneously sped way-the-hell up in remote Utah Territory. When Promontory Point’s golden spike connected the Transcontinental Railroad across the nation, this vast and rugged land of hopeful silver prospectors, pious and plentiful polygamists, dreamers, intrepid explorers, charlatans, and soul-searching snake oil salesmen played dubious host to the attention of the world.

 

It is an invaluable remedy for all disorders. Stimulating. Imparting tone to the stomach, and strength to the system and a most officinal tonic.

 
 

Inspired by those curious, courageous, and more than a little crazy-like-a-fox alchemists who came before us, we developed Honest John Bitters as a manifestation of our self-admitted fixation with this place. Our home. The Mountain West and the people who call this brutal and beautiful place their own. It’s our center in the geographical and metaphysical sense. As inescapable and necessary as the air we breathe.

 
 
 

To the tourist bent on pleasure or business, or the emigrant seeking a far western home. Honest John Bitters is a useful medicine to take with you on the journey

 
 

Honest John Bitters products instill our commitment to clarity, craft, and painstaking attention to detail. Our recipes come from a place of intention and authenticity. Honest John Bitters are always made with a pure spirits-based, glycerin-free foundation, with all-organic ingredients sourced in the west. 

Small batch. Handcrafted.

 
 

Some things you may not know about this place that has inspired our journey

1. There are a lot of wild, wide-open spaces here still, and it’s easy to get lost in them, if you want to.

2. Cardinal directions are mountain range oriented, always. From our shop we look to the east and see the Wasatch Range towering over the landscape in jagged peaks and still-snowy valleys even in mid-summer, and to the west, the legendary Oquirrh Mountains.

3. You sure as hell can get a decent drink in Salt Lake City. We’ll be pleased as punch to make you one. Or a few. We’re not judging.

 

© 2018 Darby Doyle This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner.