NAMED AFTER ONE OF THE FAMILY’S SWEETEST SPITFIRES, OUR LITTLE DISTILLERY WAS BUILT WITH LOVE, GRIT, AND A WHOLE LOTTA COUNTRY SOUL. STEP INSIDE AND YOU’LL FEEL LIKE YOU’VE WANDERED INTO A MOUNTAIN KITCHEN—WHERE THE FLOORS MIGHT CREAK, THE JARS ARE ALWAYS FULL, AND SOMEONE’S PROBABLY TELLIN’ A STORY THAT GETS BETTER EVERY TIME THEY TELL IT.
IT’S MORE THAN JUST MOONSHINE—IT’S A TRIBUTE TO THE FOLKS WHO DID IT FIRST, THE RIGHT WAY. AND IF YOU LISTEN REAL CLOSE, YOU JUST MIGHT HEAR MAW IN THE BACK, STIRRIN’ UP A FRESH BATCH… FOR STRICTLY MEDICINAL PURPOSES, OF COURSE.
MEET THE FAMILY
Our family may have soaked up the Florida sunshine for over fifteen years, but the Appalachian Mountains will always be home.
We come from a long line of moonshiners—folks who were making the good stuff deep in the hills of Kentucky, Tennessee, Virginia, and West Virginia for generations.
When you visit Maw’s, don’t miss the picture on the wall. It shows three generations of our moonshining kin—the roots of every jar we make today. Just like the family before us, we welcome everyone to come sit a spell, pick a little music, and sip on some of our ‘shine.
Because around here, once you walk through the door, you’re family.
- The Maw’s Mountain Moonshine Family
