Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Sometimes a cigar...

Freud loved cigars so much, he literally smoked them all day long.

Maybe it wouldn't be responsible to pick up that exact habit, but who knows...many great men in history were cigar aficionados. Like my hero, Fidel Castro. Like the great Winston Churchill. And who could forget Bill Clinton, the most creative cigar smoker who's ever occupied the Oval Office.

In all seriousness, I want to pick up cigar smoking again. It has to be because of the summer weather. Nothing feels better than chilling on a patio, mojito in right hand, cigar in left.

Looking for lighter to mild tobacco, with a slow, steady burn. Cigar smoking is just as much about the experience as it is about taste, and how you do it is exceedingly important. You have to learn how to smoke - it can't just be about looking cool because then you over-inhale and end up nauseous like a newbie.

For some ridiculous reason, I thought it would be a good idea to buy a $50 Honduran cigar four years ago. I have no idea why. It had a great shape - sharp torpedo, and very dark. It's probably all dried up now, because I havn't checked the humidity in my humidor for ages. We'll see.

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The perks of being foolish and in 3rd year. Sucking on cigars whenever the mood struck.

1 comment:

  1. we need to smoke (still have those cubans?) and do some catching up mydear.