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The Renaissance of American vodka

A vodka you can actually taste: sweet cream, vanilla, and 86 proof to carry them. Made for the martini.

Born in Bardstown. Raised in Nashville. Never flavored.

Myron Vodka's red and gold bottle against a dark, ornate backdrop
Three martinis in front of a wooden crate stamped Myron Vodka, property of Nashville, Tennessee
Three martinis, one crate, several boots. Nashville, Tennessee.

The house signature

The martini comes first

We do not flavor Myron. The cocktail does that. At 86 proof it keeps its sweetness on ice and holds its own against vermouth, olive brine, or espresso. Dry, dirty, or with a twist, you will still taste the vodka.

In the glass

A vodka that tastes like something

On the nose

Sweet cream

Soft and clean, with the gentle sweetness of the corn it came from.

On the palate

Vanilla

Round and warm. The sweet oil in the name starts to make sense.

The finish

Silk

Long, smooth, and flowing. A symphony, if you ask the back label.

  • 86 proof43% by volume
  • Seven timesdistilled
  • Charcoalfiltered
  • American corngluten-free
  • Limestone waterfrom Kentucky
  • Never flavoredthe cocktail does that
Peace and Plenty by George Inness: a golden harvest landscape with a river at sunset
Peace and PlentyGeorge Inness, 1865. The Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York.
Bottles of Myron Vodka glowing red and gold against a brick wall, seen from below

Bourbon Country

Myron is born in Bardstown, Kentucky, where the water runs through limestone and distilling is a family trade. American corn, seven distillations, a charcoal filter. We make vodka with the patience this country reserves for its finest whiskey.

The Parthenon by Frederic Edwin Church: the temple in warm evening light
The ParthenonFrederic Edwin Church, 1871. The Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York.
A crowded Nashville bar at night, with a bottle of Myron Vodka standing on a red pool table

The Athens of the South

Nashville earned the name long before we arrived, and built a Parthenon to prove it. Myron is an old Greek word for sweet oil, and for pouring. A name like that was always going to end up here.

Launch night

Five hundred guests and one very good night

Myron was introduced to Nashville the proper way: in a full room, with the music up. More than 500 guests came to raise the first glass, and we have been building the brand in real rooms ever since.

Read the label

Bourbon bottles have always dressed for the occasion. Vodka forgot how. Every mark on ours means something, and here is the tour.

I

The Mare

The Myron Mare, rearing in gold. She is our mascot and our temperament: Western nerve and Southern manners in the same stride, and smoother than she looks.

II

The Sun

Apollo's sun, for the god of light and music. It is our salute to every stage in Nashville, and to the musician who started all this.

III

The crest

American made, and proud to say so. The shield sits at the heart of the label because the whole idea is opulence with an American accent.

IV

The signatures

Signed by our founders, Joey Myron and Cody White. Two names and one promise: we would pour this for you ourselves.

Swipe for the next detail

And on the back, three words that say the rest: symphony of smooth.

The salon wall

From the bar to the open road. A few frames from the world of Myron, straight from our Instagram.

A bottle of Myron Vodka framed by the stars and stripes of an American flag
Three bottles of Myron Vodka on the bar at Middleman in Nashville
A Myron Vodka bottle held beside blue jeans and a glowing jukebox
Black and white photograph of Myron bottles packed in a wooden crate bearing the Myron Mare
A red Myron Vodka cap resting on the steering wheel of a vintage car
Black and white photograph of Myron Vodka crates beside a classic Ford Bronco

Property of Nashville, Tennessee

The best way to understand Myron is to order one. See who is pouring tonight, and who will send you home with a bottle.