The tarot came first, long before the rum.

Three generations of women in the founder’s family read cards. His grandmother started it. His mother carried it. His sister kept it alive. The practice was never about superstition or prediction. It was about reading patterns in complexity, trusting instinct over certainty, and finding meaning in things that don’t reveal themselves immediately.

Our blending works the same way. We start with distillates from different countries, different climates, different traditions. Each one has its own character and its own history. Our job is to listen to them, understand what each one contributes, and compose something greater than the sum of its parts. We can’t rush it. We can’t force it. We’ve learned to trust what we know and follow what the liquid tells us.

That parallel felt too honest to ignore.

So our bottles carry tarot names. Not as a marketing theme or a design trend, but as a genuine tribute to the women who taught us that reading something carefully, whether cards or casks, is a skill worth taking seriously.

Every blend in our range carries a name from the tarot because every blend embodies what the tarot represents: the result of careful reading, accumulated knowledge, and the courage to make a call when the moment is right.