 So this is one of my favorite finds during the archives. This is a speakeasy menu for a Chicago speakeasy. It was about 1926. And the rum runners would go from Death Valley back to their cities with all of Remus's alcohol. And by the way, I should just interject that Remus really did care about the quality of his alcohol. There were a lot of bootleggers who would cut their stuff with grain alcohol and other substances that really diminished the purity of the alcohol. But Remus was very adamant that his alcohol be good quality stuff.