The cigar that a friend was given is clearly not an authentic Cohiba... but here's the thing: So many people think that the cigars people buy on the beach are the same as the real deal, but they were either stolen or otherwise obtained from legitimate sources. Aside from a little foot damage, the label… Continue reading Faux-hibas: Why we don’t buy on the beach
I found another great cigar shop in my travels. Stag Tobacconist in Colorado Springs may have the best walk-in humidor I've ever walked into, and the staff are extremely nice, knowledgeable, and ready to help. Bernie told me that he had a favourite cigar, and I decided to try it out. The Strange Passage Archetype… Continue reading Strange Passage Archetype
I picked this cigar up in a blind sample from Neptune Cigars recently, and I did not have a lot of hope for it. I am always wary of cigars that have that full-length sheath, and the tissue wrapper, and I am not usually a huge fan of perfectos. It sat in my travel humidor… Continue reading Johnny Tobacconaut… to the moon!
As I was running out of the house this morning I realized I had no cigars in the car, and I reached into my coolidor and grabbed what was easiest. A few weeks ago I ordered a bunch of sampler packs from Neptune Cigars, and I figured today would be a good day to grab… Continue reading It was a Dark and Stormy Sampler…
The last night of a vacation is usually the hardest, but this time is an exception. Liza left yesterday morning and I have been going it alone for two days... with my cigars. Because I'm a pretty personable guy, I've made some friends here... including seventy-seven year old Pete from Edmonton, who has latched onto… Continue reading La Ultima Noche…
As much as I love Havana, it seems I am always on the go there. So when Liza and I arrived at our resort in Varadero yesterday, the stress (whatever little there was) melted away completely. There was a minor mixup checking in, but that was an easily rectified problem. Welcome to a week at… Continue reading Welcome to Turquesa!
My pedometer reads a hair shy of 19,000 steps as I sit down in the Salon de Fumadores in the LCDH of the Hotel Nacional de Cuba, and it is just about 7:00. I have had a full and excellent day, and i have several hours to kill. Because of an event I was invited… Continue reading LCDH Hotel Nacional: a fine selection of singles
I have written before of he perseverance of the Cuban people. That quality has, for the nation, served them well in times of great hardship. It does, however, have a downside... mostly for tourists. It is hard to walk through Old Havana, or really any area where tourists congregate, without being accosted by myriad taxi… Continue reading Banana Leaf and other things to avoid…
I have spent more time in Varadero than I have in Havana, so it only makes sense that I have a couple of stores that I enjoy in town. No trip to Varadero is complete without stopping in to see Alphonso at the LCDH at the corner of 1st Avenue and Calle 63. Alphonso has… Continue reading Calle 63: Alphonso’s Domain.
My invitation to this incredible and exclusive event came as a real surprise. Sometimes it is who you know, and sometimes it is the people you just start speaking with that leads to new and wonderful experiences. Liza and I met a group at a bar the other night, and it turns out that one… Continue reading Balcon de Habanos