I recently reviewed the Regius Seleccion Orchant Limited Edition which is a superb cigar. So I am looking forward to smoking this blend which was a gift from a reader. He sent me two but I smoked neither. I was told there was plenty of humidor time on the sticks and it certainly was true of the Seleccion Orchant.
SAG Imports distributes Regius Cigars which is out of London. Manuel Quesada is the blender. The Orchant was not. Fingers crossed.
The White Label only comes in three sizes: Robusto (5.625 x 54), Torpedo (6.125 x 52), and the Toro (6 x 50). Prices range, in order: $7.25, $8.25, and $7.75 in boxes of 25.
The first Nicaraguan blend, or Seleccion Orchant, was blended by Nestor Plasencia.
My favorite cigar store, Small Batch Cigar only carries the Regius Culebra LE 2013 for the ridiculous low price of $68 for a box of 9. Contact Andrew and talk him into getting more of the Regius blends. I have.
The cigar feels very light in the hand. The farthest thing from feeling jam packed with tobacco. Just like the Orchant, it is very rustic in appearance with mottling on the wrapper, large and small veins, a very sloppy cap, and visible and fairly tight seams.
The wrapper is a very light brown coming close to the color of caramel in the light. It has the barest minimum of oiliness and feels very smooth.
The cap is completely flat.
The cigar band is the standard Regius band but with an additional secondary band that is simple in white showing the name of the blend and underneath that: “by Don Manuel Quesada.” And when did Quesada become a “Don?”
And of course there is no sunshine once again this morning so the white secondary band should show through just fine. For some reason, my shit for brains camera doesn’t pick up the color white without washing out any writing on it.
I clip the cap and find aromas of earthiness, sweetness, and citrus with orange zest. There is the slightest dash of cocoa.
Time to light up.
The strength starts off immediately at medium body. From the teasers I am getting at the beginning of the cigar, methinks this will be a great ride.
The spice makes does the 40 in 4.2. Just out of nowhere, the spice blasts away like the famous Garcia blast of pepper.
As airy as this cigar is, I don’t expect a long duration of smoking time.
Here are the flavors: Rich earthiness, spice, orange citrus, sweetness, and cedar.
The citrus changes from orange to lemon. Tart and tangy…like me.
I can say at this early point that the Seleccion Orchant is a much better blend. It has a huge flavor profile and hits flavor bomb status with a sledge hammer. This flavor profile sort of slithers around in the muck like that snake-like creature in “Prometheus.” But don’t worry, I’m pretty sure this cigar won’t eat your face….I think.
The char line has been in a continual state of waviness but no touch ups required.
I begin the second third after only 15 minutes smoke time. Why they didn’t pack this cigar to the gills is beyond me. As I’ve said many times, the $7-$8 cigar is the new $5-$6 cigar. At this point, I wouldn’t pay more than $5.50 for this stick.
A new flavor arrives: Creaminess.
But the cigar couldn’t be farther away from flavor bomb status. The difference between the Seleccion Orchant and the White Label is like fire and ice. I knew, as soon as I saw Quesada’s name attached to the cigar band that the outcome of this stick was dubious, at best. The difference between Plasencia and Quesada is massive. Quesada must have naked pictures of the wife of the owner of Regius Cigar Co.
The cigar is pleasant but I want more than pleasant. I had my hopes that Regius would follow through admirably with a great blend after tasting the Orchant. But alas, my hopes were dashed as I was hit on the noggin by a jagged rock called Quesada.
I am at the halfway point and the creaminess and earthiness really give the blend its limited supply of being special. The citrus has remained the same throughout and so has the red pepper. But this is a one dimensional cigar. No complexity, no noticeable balance. A short finish. Your perfect example of blah.
It is only the red hot pepper, creaminess and the rich earthiness keeping my attention level long enough to finish the review.
Removing the secondary band is a disaster as there is way too much glue. So I shred it. Got a little frustration removed out of doing that.
The sun-less photos do justice to the cigar’s flavor profile. Grainy and dull.
It just dawned on me. It is a Manuel Quesada cigar! Old School! My friend, who sent it to me, said the cigars had plenty of humidor time on them. Ah. But not enough for this old school blender. But then I read a couple of reviews. The A List reviewers didn’t even bother to review it. That’s the first sign of a dud. And second, the other reviewers wrote pretty much the same description as I have been writing but they were polite and kind.
There aren’t a gazillion reviews of this cigar for a good reason.
If all goes well, tomorrow, I will be reviewing the MoyaRuiz Nunchuck. Fingers crossed.
I had a special crash helmet built with large billowy protection balloons that deploy when my head hits the floor. Like in the movie, “Mission to Mars.”
I will roll all over the first floor with the dog chasing me and barking at me telling me to stop because I am annoying her.
To be honest, if I had just picked this cigar up to smoke for the first time, I would have put it out of its misery and walked away.
Thank goodness I didn’t buy any. And my condolences to my friend that sent them to me. The poor guy probably bought a box of 10.
I don’t like to add my after review stories to a dog turd review. Forced to spend an hour or two with a cigar that does not impress sucks the vital writing juices out of me.
I found one reviewer who thinks this is the most delicious cigar. Poor sod. Although, it is said that it takes some sort of brain damage to become a cigar reviewer.
Some cracks in the wrapper begin to form. Right where the main cigar band was. I can tell that the glue must have seeped out and stuck to the wrapper. Sonovabitch.
I cannot believe that a couple of reviewers thought this is a good cigar. Boggles the mind.
The last third sees a continued boost of the main flavors of creaminess, earthiness, and spice…with citrus hanging on for dear life. I shall be lucky if the cigar does not fall apart on me before finishing.
I am relieved this was not a 2 hour smoke as most Toros are. With 1-1/2” to go, it has taken me, at the most, 45 minutes of my incredibly precious time. The wrapper that tore upon release of the cigar band could be glued but why should I? The wrapper near the foot is coming apart too.
The cigar comes alive. It is Alive! It is Alive! Flavors of creaminess, earthiness, citrus and now cocoa just explode with semi-mediocrity! The spiciness has moved to the background. Too little, too late you sorry stinker of a cigar.
The cigar is way overpriced. It definitely belongs in the $4 range. And I’m being gracious.
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