Wrapper: Nicaraguan
Binder: Nicaraguan
Filler: Nicaraguan
Size: 6.5 x 52 Toro
Strength: Medium
Price: $25.00 (Still available online)
I’ve had my cigars marinating naked for 3 months. Plus, they received 16 months of box time as the cigar debuted at the 2021 PCA Convention and was released December 2021.
BACKGROUND:
Factory: Tabacalera Oliva de Nicaragua S.A.
Number of cigars released: 22,200.
Samuel Paley migrated from Ukraine to Philadelphia in the late 1800’s.
Paley began working in the cigar industry in 1896. He started his own cigar business in 1910. Paley sold the controlling interest in 1926. It wasn’t until 2010, that Samuel’s grandson, William Paley Jr, brought the business back to life.
This new cigar is made by Oliva Cigar Co.
It is now 20 months since the release of those 22,200 cigars and while most seem to be sold out, if you go online hunting, you will find them.
THE WHOLE MEGILLAH:
I only found a few cigar industry reviews. They ranged from meh to a consistent rating of 90. The absence of reviews is a tell. But these reviews were published within months of the cigar’s release.
My review today will reveal if this cigar was designed to be enhanced while sleeping…or a sleeping beauty that should have been euthanized.
My old-world proboscis finds aromas of baking spices in which clove is the strongest. Also, in the queue are notes of dark chocolate, black coffee, black pepper, cinnamon, vanilla creaminess, red pepper, barnyard, and aged cedar. I read a couple reviews and the extra time this cigar has had to rest has disingenuously disintegrated and depleted some of the potent aromas. (That was some pretty good onomatopoeia covered in alliteration).
The draw is tight due to this snausage being packed to the hilt with tobacco. My PerfecDraw draw adjustment tool comes to the rescue with a big red S on its skinny chest. One swipe and the cigar declares Mars U.S. territory.
I like the look of this bratwurst. Very rustic when scrutinized. The cap of this belicoso is expertly applied which I find artistic in nature. I also find my 6-year-old grandson’s drawings artistic, so the bar is low. I do enjoy looking at the tiny pigtail atop the cap as it reminds me of being 11 years old and wondering why it does that.
If this was YouTube, my chin would be up with a strange facial expression staring at the smoke pouring from the foot. Introspective analysis revealing nothing except worrying about paying bills. But I’m not on YouTube so I could give a shit fuck about smoke output. If it is lit, good deal.
A complex mix of Nicaraguan soil flavors come first…rich and very much like picking up a clump of potting mix and licking it. In my late 20’s, I got the Mezcal worm caught in my throat. Never would have survived in prison.
A nice flow of medium strength mixed with a mildly interesting flavor profile. Wheatena, baked apple, perfect spiciness, Triscuits, and Swiss cheese. (The cigar forums might eviscerate me for that ridiculous description). “I taste earth, wind, and leather.”
Remember the first time you tried to Moon Walk like Michael Jackson? Me neither.
I looked at some British online cigar shops. I must apologize to my dear Commonwealth friends that must pay $45 for a CAO. Despite the constant uproar of the taxes on American cigars, we have it pretty good and sometimes forget how lucky we are. Go USA.
So far, the cigar is just so-so. I expected a Soupy Sales pie in the puss from the get-go considering its unplanned aging.
It tastes like every other La Palina I’ve smoked. Listless and whose customer base is predicated upon inexperience. When the Family Series came out in the mid-2000’s, I was blown away at how good these blends were. Expensive for the era, but solid blends. Since then, La Palina has followed the trend of all catalog cigars and released crap into the atmosphere with aplomb. It’s all about sales volume.
I can’t believe I bought a fiver of these cigars. The cigar goes bland with extreme prejudice. I give cigars to the local MPD tactical unit as these guys all love cigars. They prefer that their cigars be mediocre in presentation so if they have an emergency, they can toss them without guilt. The La Palina 125 fits that description.
BUT…with only 1-1/2” burned, things could turn around…right, that’ll happen.
Seems time was not this cigar’s friend.
This cigar is not pushing the flavors I read about nearly two years since being reviewed. Sic semper tyrannis.
This cigar would have to get better to be categorized as a dog turd.
I can’t believe I bought these cigars. What a schmuck. My instincts told me walk away…but noooo.
I will smoke this fecal matter until the halfway point and if it doesn’t explode on my face like…I think I ventured into strange territory even for me.
I remember as a kid when our female beagle got outside, and a big male Schnauzer decided it wanted to fuck Ginger. The dog mounted and Ginger took off like a rocket dragging the yelping boy dog behind her by its dick. Ginger went through our doggy door, but both got stuck with one dog inside and one dog outside. I had never heard that much screaming since my first sex experience with a girl. Really…it was a girl. Gerbils were impossible to get at that time.
The cigar remains in stasis. Good on ya’, Mr. Paley. I look forward to my first cigar in the morning as it is always a good time. And La Palina fucked that up pretty good.
I’m embarrassed to give the rest of my fiver to the cops.
Thank God the cigar is filled properly and burning like a slow lava spill. Nothing pleases me more than a bad cigar that takes forever to die. Oh, I forgot to mention…at least the cigar was expensive. That’s the part I like the best.
I hope Paley reads this. But then he already knows what a shit bird blend this is…or maybe not. Maybe he has the palate of a first-time cigar smoker.
OK. This cigar is fucking miserable at 2-1/2” burned. It is getting worse with every puff. I’m not going to punish myself any longer. I throw the cigar out of the window at a feral group of protesting ferrets that don’t like how they are represented by me. They form a ferret ladder and throw the cigar back through my window. My bad.
RATING: 0
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