Cigar Review- Camacho Corojo 10th Anniversary

Wrapper: Honduran Corojo
Binder: Honduran Corojo
Filler: Honduran Corojo
Size: “11/18” 6 x 54
Body: Medium/Full
Price: $13.35

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This cigar is a result of rooting around in my humidor and picking out a plum. Little Katman Horner. I can’t remember smoking one of these so these must be as old as Fred Flintstone when he was still clocking in at the quarry.

So fingers crossed that I have maintained a decent humidification profile all this time.

The 11/18 shape is an odd one with no sense of history. I spent an hour researching this size, including looking at hundreds of cigar shapes on one website, and could not find anything close to this 11/18. It is called a figurado by Camacho. But it also has a bit of “Boa” in it. As well as some Diadema or perfecto in it. I found no reference to why the size is called 11/18. If you know, please comment below.

“The 10th Anniversary editions are the only authentic Cuban Corojo available according to Camacho.” Which makes this the first Honduran Corojo puro.
This stick’s construction is not what I would expect from a $13 cigar. It is light in the loafers. Not a real solid stick, which means it will burn quickly. Seams are good and only a few veins. A nice oily sheen adorns the wrapper. The wrapper feels very smooth.

I sniff and detect eye watering spice, leather, cedar, wood, cocoa. On the cold draw, I get cocoa, strawberry, citrus, sweetness and some saltiness.
I clip and light up.

The first puffs are a little salty. Which probably means I didn’t keep the cigar humidified correctly for the 12+ months I’ve had it. It should go away soon.
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The draw is very good. And I get some cocoa and wood to start. The spice is building in the background. There is a very earthy component.
The burn line is getting erratic on me and I have to touch it up. Done.
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The cedar and wood flavors are becoming more prominent. The char line of a very appealing white/black ash has resumed to dead nuts perfect.

The wrapper is taking a hit. I have a bunch of humidors. Just collected them over the years instead of buying one large one. So it isn’t easy keeping 10-12 humidors constantly at the perfect humidification. I use Boveda packets but with this many humidors, it gets expensive. So I am first to point the finger at myself that humidification on some of my older cigars reaped the torture of inadequate humidity. Shame on me.

The Corojo is doing its magic. The cigar has my tongue tingling. And the cigar is very deep in earthiness and depth. The year in my humidor has completely changed the character of the cigar. It is mellower than if I had smoked it after 3 months. It is very complex almost from the beginning. I am still in the first third so my theory about fast burning cigar has egg on my face. The first third is all about prepping for the second third where I believe this cigar will shine.

Flavors of note begin to show in bolder terms. There is no shortage of red pepper. The cocoa and now, coffee, are movin’ on up. The earthiness and the cedar and the wood make a perfect trifecta as they develop.

The second third begins. It is classic medium bodied at this point. And some creaminess shows up for the first time.
The saltiness is long gone.

Flavors continue to build. The cigar is extremely well balanced with a long finish.

If you are interested in seeing the myriad of shapes of cigars, the page I found most useful is GarTrader at: <a href="http://gartrader.com/index.php/gallery/category/1-rare-arturo-fuente-cigars/. I had never seen this site before and it is sort of like an Ebay for cigar buyers and sellers. So lots of rare cigars are up for sale.
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At the halfway point, the cigar is still medium bodied. Apparently, the long aging process, for me, has mellowed its strength markedly. Normally, a cigar doesn’t last past the 3 month mark in my humidors.

I dare to say it, but methinks the cigar is turning into a flavor bomb. The creaminess is dragging the other flavors, by the ankles, to the forefront all at the same time. I now taste cherry. The dark Lapin cherry with the ruby skin. Strength begins to build.

The last third arrives. And it’s official; it is a Flavor Bomb. The cocoa, creaminess, coffee, cedar, wood, cherry and depth take off like a rocket. Maybe the 12 months in the humidor did some good after all. Man, this is friggin’ delicious.
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The strength begins to move up. I’m a little light headed from the nicotine. I’ve never smoked a single cigarette in my life so I’m hyper sensitive to nicotine.
The burn line continues to be very respectable. The last couple inches are cool and smooth. And with each puff, I’m bombarded with flavor. I have a couple of these sticks left. I will make it a point that they disappear this week.

I don’t know the availability of this cigar anymore. You may have to hunt for it. I checked around and it is out of stock in many online stores. Cbid doesn’t carry it which is how I think I got them. In a 5 pack. And I didn’t pay anywhere close to $13. So keep an eye open for these because they are worth it if you really want to treat yourself.
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And now for something completely different:

    More on Butch (Eddie Munster) Patrick….

    Our press agent had finagled us into an anniversary party for Alan Hale, Jr’s restaurant row on La Cienega Blvd. The Skipper (Gilligan’s Island) had a very successful restaurant called: The Lobster Barrel. (The restaurant was sold after Hale’s death and the name changed to The Shark Bar)
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    Did you know that The Skipper’s name was Jonas Gumby? Yep.

    Butch and I arrived at the packed house at the Lobster Barrel and it was crawling with strange celebs.

    Rudy Vallee was there. The silent screen actor. Max Baer from The Beverly Hillbillies was there doing his best Elvis impression. No kidding. He had an expensive suit with a cape, shirt unbuttoned to his navel, loads of yellow gold necklaces, lots of gold bracelets, and his hair was dyed jet black with Elvis side burns. He also had three good looking chicks hanging all over him.

    We hung out and ate and drank on the Skipper. We also met some up and coming bands, who I can’t remember. Lots of photos were taken by newspaper and magazine reporters. Butch was in all of them.

    Now here is where it went south on me….
    We meandered towards the exit of the restaurant saying our good byes to everyone.
    Hale stood at the exit saying good bye to everyone and thanking them for coming. Now I thought this was his birthday party and as I shook his hand, I said, “Happy Birthday, Mr. Hale.”
    Hale didn’t even flinch or blink when I said that. He thanked me profusely for coming and we were back on La Cienega. Then Butch turned to me and said, “You schmuck. It isn’t his birthday; it’s the anniversary of the restaurant.

    Du-oh!

    What a nice man Mr. Hale was not to correct me and embarrass me. I met a lot of celebrities while doing the Eddie Munster project back in the early 1980’s. And no one was as down to earth as The Skipper.

    Next….the green room at the Mike Douglas Show.

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2 replies

  1. 7/05, 11/18, and 8/11, are his, his fathers, and his mother’s birthdays.

    • Thanks Ken for that info. I’ve asked dozens of people what the 11/18 meant and I got dozens of different answers.
      So why doesn’t Camacho use the other birthdays as well?
      And are you talking about Christian Eiroa?