Guess where I'm drinking?

Although some people think that mint juleps should only be imbibed in the summer, I disagree. Wholeheartedly. So when I saw a mint julep on the menu at this establishment that's trying to make a name for itself with an impressive whiskey selection, despite the chilly weather outside, I ordered one immediately.

The julep was served in a metal mug, and though it wasn't the customary pewter or silver, it certainly did the trick. I wish I knew what brand of bourbon the bartender used; it wasn't included in the description of the drink (although hand-crushed ice was mentioned). If this place wants us to know about its great whiskeys, it should tell us about them.

And what place is this, anyway? Can you guess where I'm drinking?