I emptied your last sip this afternoon and will no longer be keeping company with you, you are just too costly these days, even if I could find you. I will miss your cognac like subtlety. I still have some of your 15 YO and when it runs out, it too will be goodbye. Please do not be offended by this, but with my extraordinarily keen hindsight, I must say you were never worth your price.
As far as the value/taste proposition goes, in my opinion (not a new opinion) nothing can beat Four Roses Single Barrel. But, y'all, let it be known that when me and Squire enter the pearly gates, should that questionable event occur (doubtful on my part although I doubt not that Squire is saintly), in our back pocket will be a 375 ml bottle of Old Grand Dad BIB to remind of us of what a sweet life we left behind.
I do not have a go to bourbon or a favorite daily pour, and I have no unopened bottles. I drinks what that day's mood demands of me. At this very moment I am sipping some Ezra Brooks 7 YO 101 proof whiskey that cost me $9.99 if I recall correctly. A bit of an edge at the end, but what is a little edge amongst us rough and tough bourbon boys?
It is possible of course, that on my deathbed, as I slip that bottle of Old Grand Dad BIB into my hip pocket, I will whisper to whomever is nearby, 'Could I have a sip of Pappy 20 please.'