Why oh why can't every torcedore in havana galeras learn to roll a cigar without simply wrapping it up
like Mike Tomlin's game plan? This is some issue of FHM or something, wrapped into a tight spiral. And it burns like it. On the plus side, it's an instantaneous blast of tongue coating finish. No grassy impression, but a ton of roast coffee and hard-hitting tobacco. If a lesser man had smoked this, it would have made his knees buckle. This is a strong cigar. But it is not much like a Cohiba. There is not much sweet, beany goodness here. There is not much aged cigar flavor here, just an unbalanced blast of power. This is clearly a cigar to put away for more time than I have. But it was the Super Bowl Sunday, and I wanted to smoke it. I wish now that I had let it go. It burned ok for a half an inch, and then just ran up one side with a dead spot on the other, a knot of unburned tobacco that just ruined the smoke.
The flavor improved as it became a Cohiba Robusto, but this cigar is not ready to smoke. I let it go out and scraped all of the unburned tobacco and tried it again. It got much sweeter and calmed down a bit after that, but as it gets to 3 inches long, it's back to being a crazy bastard. Ten minutes later, it has gone out, so we will scrape it again. Better, but hey Habanos, if you are listening...What the hell are you DOING??
If I wanted to pay nearly twenty dollars to get slapped in the face with an insult I would go and buy a quarter tank of gas...........80 depressing points.
Hey Slayer, if you are reading this, do NOT smoke yours. Or at least check the roll job from the end.
This cigar should have been dry-boxed for a few days, it tunneled more than Jules Verne in Journey to the Center of the Earth. Man, am I looking forward to the Vegueros Seaone.
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