This has been hiding in the bottom of my humidor since Jesus was in grade school. And I realized I didn’t have a review of this cigar, so here goes….
“The Oliva Serie G Maduro features the same Cuban seed Habano binder and Nicaraguan Habano long fillers found in the original Serie G, but instead of the Cameroon wrapper, the Serie G Maduro has a dark and hearty Connecticut Broadleaf maduro wrapper.”
The box press is crisp with almost perfect corners. The wrapper, which is a dark oily brown, has a matte finish. The cap is impeccable. Seams are tight and the dark brown wrapper hides the veins. The stick is extremely firm.
I clip the cap and find aromas of dark cocoa, coffee, toastiness, leather, earthiness, and nuts. There is also the slightest bit of spice and sweetness.
Time to light up.
Due to its small size, I will review in halves rather than thirds.
The draw is a bit tight. I massage the stick carefully trying to loosen the tobacco.
There is a predominant woody flavor at first. Some sweetness. And a dark espresso. The char line is very good though not perfect.
A little bit of bitterness shows up…eradicating the sweetness.
I don’t like this cigar. Some harshness arrives.
I’ve never been a big fan of Oliva and this stick reminds me why.
The char line goes really bad and I am forced to correct it. This does not bode well. This is a small stick with lots of humidor time. It should be a little flavor bomb. Instead, it is an earthy pepper bomb with its flavors dying away.
I am very glad that this is a small cigar now. I couldn’t have taken it if it was a toro.
The harshness goes away, along with the bitterness just past the 1” mark. Sweetness returns.
I get a nice black cherry flavor. It is very sweet and fruity. Like me.
The ash is very sturdy and if I wanted to show off, I could let it go and see how far it takes me. But instead, I knock it off because I don’t want the ash to find its place on my lap.
The price point is way too high for a cigar this size and quality. I’ve smoked dozens of cigars in this price range much better than the Oliva G.
The char line does not impress me and requires another touch up. Oh fuck it. If I burn it, I will be taking a big chunk of the cigar away. It is what it is.
I check a couple reviews of this cigar by reviewers I really admire. And because they are linked to the hip with Oliva they find a way to say the exact same thing I am reporting without it sounding negative. The whores. LOL!
This review doesn’t get rewarded with a rock n roll story at the end.
The fruitiness is neck and neck with the sweetness. The pepper moves to middle ground. The coffee, leather, and cocoa are gone. What is left is a small amount of earthiness.
This is one boring cigar. No excuse. Cigars this size normally shine above the rest of the line due to the compact size.
I had an Oliva O recently and like that.
There are absolutely no changes as the second half begins. The sweet fruit carries the whole flavor profile.
In any other circumstance, I would have placed the cigar in the ashtray and told it to give me a call.
Talk about a one trick pony flavor profile.
I stare at the little Caddyshack beast and sigh. Do I really have to finish this thing?
This should kill a little time. Some Jewish jokes. I can write them. You can’t.
Q: In the Jewish doctrine, when does a fetus become a human?
A: When it graduates from med school.
Q: Did you hear about the Jewish troll?
A: His name was Rumpled Foreskin.
Q: Define: Genius
A: A “C” student with a Jewish mother.
Jewish people are the most optimistic people in the world.
They have some cut off before they even know how big it will get.
Q: How can you tell if someone is half Catholic and half Jewish?
A: When he goes to confession, he takes a lawyer with him.
Q: Did you hear about the Jewish ATM?
A: When you take out some money, it says to you, what did you do with the last $50 I gave you?
OK. OK. Back to the review.
Nothing is happening. I am struggling to report some sort of flavor profile. I have about an inch and a half to go and it should be lying out back in the snow with the rest of my dog’s leavings.
Obviously, I did not like this cigar. At the end, the harshness and bitterness returns wiping out any flavors that came before it.
Buy this at your own risk.
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