CIGARS and drink pairings is a huge topic. Everyone has their favourite, and we’re here to tell you about a few today and in future columns, but – first, we’ll add the caveat that we wish could be stuck on all boxes of fine cigars instead of the disgusting so-called health warnings we have to endure. Why don’t they put a picture of a naked obese person on every burger wrapper?
GREETINGS, fellow cigar lovers. A couple of pleasant hours this week were spent contemplating the existence of mankind while watching raindrops track down the window of Sautter and thick, blue smoke curling to the ceiling.
OUR Top 5 cigars, recommended by our Sautter Family! Our next top 5 cigar recommendation comes from long esteemed cigar lover and Sautter Friend Kelly Cates.
The season of mists and mellow fruitfulness is well and truly upon us and as misguided adults and pyrotechnic kids spark up fireworks for the next couple of weeks, one can’t but wonder whether Mr Fawkes and his gang might have been onto something all those years ago.
Keeping up with the Jones’s is a mug’s game. Even if you’re as rich as Croesus, there’ll be someone, somewhere, who’s richer. The purpose of money is to help smooth your way through life and make your existence more pleasant.
Morning cigars are either something you know about or something you don’t. They could be described as being a bit ‘Marmite’; you love ‘em – or you hate ‘em. For some, nothing quite comes close to their first cigar of the day. To others, the thought is merely repulsive.
It’s never too late to change. They say you can’t teach an old dog new tricks, and to a large extent, it’s true. Let’s face it, getting El Jeffe, Laurence Davis, to switch from smoking behemoth cigars several times a day to partaking in a cigarillo every fortnight is a mission that’s doomed to failure.
A legend among cigarmakers and a byword for power beautifully blended, Partagás is one of Cuba’s most famous longfiller sons. The bold red and gold band; the Deontay Wilder, freight train punch; the Rosado wrappers; the exciting, sneeze-inducing smells of well-aged tobacco. This is Partagás as we have grown to know and love it down the ages.