DOTTIE MAY WENT FROM THE BARN TO THE BIG CITY AND BACK. AND NOW IS TAKING THE COUNTRY BY STORM.

Dottie May was born and raised in a small town in America’s heartland. You know the place. White picket fences. Fields as far as the eye can see. Grain silos dotting the otherwise endless horizon. The kind of place where the only thing valued above an honest day’s work is family. Well, Dottie had a lot of both growing up.

When she wasn’t in school, Dottie worked on the family’s farm milling oats, reaping corn, and milking the cow. After a long day, her Pa was known (only by his close friends) to work a little still in the barn, turning some of their corn into whiskey to stash away for the colder months. On special holidays, the family liked to mix Pa’s whiskey with cream made from their farm-fresh milk.

Now, right around the time Dottie turned 21, she realized her ambitions were bigger than the farm.  She told her family: “I’m movin’ to the city.”  The family didn’t want to see her go, but everyone knew Dottie was unstoppable once she’d made up her mind.  The next day, she packed up her old Ford truck and away she went. 

Even though it was just a few hours away, the city was like a new world for Dottie.  She had discovered a whole different side of American life.  It took some getting used to, but soon enough she had gone from milling oats to sowing her oats. 

One day, while sipping a cup of coffee, she noticed that loads of people were choosing oat milk over regular milk.  She tried it and found it to be watery and flavorless – nothing at all like fresh cream.  That’s when it hit her: what if she used the farm’s homegrown oats to make an oat milk that was every bit as rich as the dairy cream she’d been raised on? 

Knowing she could never do it alone, Dottie packed up her old Ford truck again, hightailed it home, and set to work figuring out how to make oat milk.  The family was surprised to see she’d picked up a few tattoos and a bit of attitude, but underneath she was still the same old Dottie. 

It took more than a few tries to get it right.  Dottie was as determined as ever.  After two harvests of trial and error, with the help of her family, she finally did it: an oat milk with all of the flavor and none of the dairy.

It wasn’t until that winter, when she saw Pa use her oat milk for his whiskey instead of their dairy cream, that Dottie knew she had something truly special.  To her surprise, it tasted better than the original.  That’s the moment Dottie May’s Oatmilk Cream Liqueur was born.  A new take on an old classic.

The rest is history in the making.

DOTTIE MAY’S – A TOAST TO NO COMPROMISES