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Origin: Poland; $30
Any vodka named after a revered classical composer can't be bad, right? Chopin, the tunesmith, pushed the accepted procedures of classical dissonance and key into previously unexplored territory (as did our vodka imbibing while researching this report). Behold, a potato vodka of the highest order. A little oily, with a hint of lemon-lime when you swish it around in your mouth, Chopin delivers just enough burn on the way down the gullet to reinforce the notion that you are, in fact, a grown-up drinking a big-people drink.