Maw's Mountain Moonshine

You don't stumble into Maws Mountain Moonshine by accident; you pull off Irlo Bronson, follow the barrel scent and find a roomful of gleaming jars, tasting glasses and mischievous smiles. The place is part distillery, part candy store for grown-ups: barrels stacked against brick, a small bar where bartenders sling playful cocktails like Sex by the Creek and Hollar Back Girl, and a tasting flight that hands you nine mini pours for nine bucks. Locals treat it like a dependable night out and a place to show visiting friends something distinctly Floridian; tourists find it a welcome detour from the theme-park circuit. Staff here educate without yawning — they explain the process, riff on flavors like blueberry and root beer, and encourage lingering conversations. It feels crafted, not corporate: a hands-on interpretation of moonshine lore that anchors Old Town's kitschy charm while giving a modern, social spin to a rural tradition. Come thirsty, leave with a bottle, and plan a ride home.