A Good Imagination and a Pile of Junk

Another first from the Thompson “classic” sampler, I’m about to light up the Cordova Robusto

It’s a Dominican cigar from Augusto Reyes with a cuban seed long filler and a Dominican Olor binder and Sumatra wrapper.

I noticed a little tear in the wrapper on the end of the stick which I’m pretty sure that’s from my hamfisted unwrapping and boxing.

I did make an effort to ‘calm the hell down’ on my smoking and not draw on it like a… well, you get the idea. This definitely made a difference in my smoking experience, so I’m going to go back over the last few cigars I smoked and try them again with the addition of uncharacteristic restraint.

But the cigar just didn’t have much in the way of flavor. It was neither a pleasant nor unpleasant smoke. I kept waiting for something to happen.

As it burned down the wrapper started peeling away in advance of the light.

While on the phone I let it go out at about the half way point. Just no reason to smoke it. I’m not saving it.

I’d imagine this would be a good smoke for someone who was terrified of smoking. Granted, I’ve had less cigars in my life than I have fingers, but even I am a bit past this point.

I’ve got four more of these taking up space in my humidor. I think I’ll wait a few weeks or a month for the next one to see what happens to it.

But it’s going to be tough to reach for it intentionally, having a bunch of smokes I quite enjoy in the box already.