Time Out says
The Arts District is a maze of brick warehouses, but look for the one splashed with a mural of a woman in a top hat and you’ll find Lost Spirits Distillery, a bizarre booze experience that offers whimsy at every turn. As kitschy as it is scientific, the reservation-only distillery tour feels like a theme park, beginning with a chatty computer system, Tessa, who introduces the journey in the velvet-draped entry hall. Before you know it, you’re sampling high- octane rum and climbing aboard a raft, which floats you down a river that’s actually part of the distillery’s cooling system. You’ll trek through jungles (rooms and halls lush with potted plants), hop on a time-travel merry-go-round (a dizzying floating platform) and visit the Island of Dr. Moreau (an H.G. Wells–inspired hideout), all while learning about—and tasting—the mad science of Lost Spirits’ process: a combination of heat, bright light and various wood chips that simulate (and expedite) the traditional barrel-aging process for rum, brandy and whiskey. The talking birds in the gift shop will try to sell you a few bottles, and, honestly, how can you say no to a talking bird?