Wrapper: Connecticut Cuban Seed
Binder: Undisclosed
Filler: Undisclosed
Size: 6 x 52 “Toro Grande”
Body: Medium/Full
Price: $13.99-$25.00 (depending on online store) $19.99 Original MSRP
Humidor time: 4 months
Number of cigars smoked prior to review: 3
Photo courtesy of Gear Grounds:
Today we take a look at the Cohiba Comador.
Another celebrity cigar. Oy. Expect me to say the word fuck…a lot.
The cigar was released two years ago and I found a total of only 5 reviews. I don’t know if it was due to price point or the quality of the blend.
Know what? My pathetic man cave is a 2nd bedroom in our senior citizen apartment. In order to smoke cigars in frigid Wisconsin weather, I must sit next to an open window. It doesn’t have to be all the way open; but at least halfway.
I just tripped on the physics of, no matter what I am drinking; it stays as cold as if it were still in the fridge. I check the temp. It’s 11°. Lovely.
Just an old Hippie ruminating…carry on.
BACKGROUND:
Released December, 2014.
Limited edition.
From Cigar Aficionado web site:
“When the lavishly packaged Cohiba Comador debuted in December, it came in only one size and was available through limited retail channels like Barney’s New York, Club Macanudo or New York City’s 40/40 Club. Now, the Comador is available at brick-and-mortar tobacconists across the United States and has expanded to three sizes.
“The Toro Grande, which measures 6 inches by 52 ring, was the original size and is part of Comador’s regular production, along with the Gigante, 6 by 60 and the Double Corona, 7 1/4 by 54. They will retail between $19.99 and $22.99. The blend is also the same, featuring a Cuban-seed wrapper grown in Connecticut, though the rest of the tobaccos are undisclosed.
“While the packaging isn’t quite as elaborate as the first release (which was done in conjunction with hip-hop recording artist Shawn “Jay-Z” Carter), the cigars come presented in stately, black matte boxes of 10 with rose-gold accents. A three-count box of the Toro will also be offered by the end of May.
“Cohiba Comadors are made in the Dominican Republic at the General Cigar Dominicana factory, which is owned and operated by General Cigar Co.”
From the Cohiba Comador press release:
“Shawn “JAY Z” Carter said, “I worked with Cohiba because I knew they’d take my vision of a luxury cigar and bring it to life in the right way. We took our time working on this, to get the blend to exactly where I wanted it to be. Comador looks and tastes the way I think a cigar should.” (Uh-huh)
“The artisans of Cohiba spent two years collaborating with JAY Z to develop the cigar’s flavor and characteristics.
“Dan Carr, president of General Cigar commented, “As a visionary, artist and connoisseur, JAY Z is the epitome of modern luxury and the ideal partner for Cohiba. JAY brought tremendous creativity to the development of Comador, and we responded by leveraging Cohiba’s assets to deliver an amazing cigar using rare, proprietary tobaccos, with contemporary, urbane packaging.”
“Comador is a 6” x 52 toro-size cigar made entirely of proprietary tobaccos from the world’s most revered growing regions. Handcrafted in Santiago, Dominican Republic, Comador features a rare Connecticut Havana wrapper prized for its exquisite flavor and deep, lustrous appearance. When blended with hand-selected leaves from the Caribbean and Central America, the flavor delivers nuances of wood and notes of spice for an unforgettable smoking experience.”
Such bullshit.
SIZES AND PRICING:
These were the three initial releases in 2014. Only the Toro Grande is still available.
Toro Grande: 6 x 52 $19.99 MSRP
Gigante: 6 x 60 $20.99 MSRP
Double Corona: 7 1/4 x 54 $22.99 MSRP
DESCRIPTION:
Nice looking stick. Invisible seams. But loads of tree trunk sized veins running up and down the length of the cigar.
The wrapper is an oily, chocolate/hickory color with just the slightest hint of tooth. Nice weight to the cigar and the perfect give when depressed. (There are meds for that).
Lastly, the triple cap is flawless.
AROMAS AND COLD DRAW NOTES:
From the shaft, I smell sweet raisins, spice, chocolate, hint of peppermint, strong espresso, creamy foamy milk, black cherries, cedar, and floral notes.
From the clipped cap and the foot, I smell dark baker’s chocolate, spice, more mintiness, raisins and black cherries, cream, floral notes, cedar, and a touch of caramel.
The cold draw presents flavors of killer chocolate notes, spice, mushroom, malt, caramel, dried fruit, cedar, and molasses. And oh yes: earthleatherwood.
FIRST THIRD:
The draw is tight. Seem to have found a plug between the cap and the cigar band. Out comes the cigar awl and it receives resistance as I carefully screw it into the center of the cigar. If the plug is too big, I risk causing a crack in the wrapper.
It’s better now but not perfect. It’ll do.
I received several from a reader. And they have taken forever to age properly at home. I definitely wasted 2 of the 3 smoked. Expensive waste material.
I have now had these cigars long enough to write a review. I ain’t waiting 6 months to see if I can smoke them for review. 4 months should tell the story.
Not a lot of flavor is exuded from the first puffs. There is red pepper, chocolate, creaminess, sweetness, malt, and cedar.
Not an impressive start. I will be extra tough on this blend. $20 is a lot of dough just to be cool in front of your 1% elitist friends. It better make me have a bowel movement during the writing of this review.
That’s what JD hasn’t done yet: A prune flavored ACID blend. Huzzah! Think of all the Jews that will buy the cigar. Hamantaschen that you can smoke. Brilliant if I do say so myself.
I’m nearly half an inch into the cigar and I’m disappointed. This fucker should have cold cocked me from the first 5 puffs. Instead, it is building slowly. Fuck that. Are you telling me that nearly 4 months of humidor time isn’t sufficient for this Old School blend? Oh for chrissakes.
Strength is medium body.
It does have a very slow roll going for it. For $20, I expect a long, leisurely smoke. I would also expect a BJ from a cheap hooker for that as well.
Here is my prediction: Cigar blend starts off slowly…building slightly in the first half. I will swear a lot saying it is a dog turd, a piece of shit, and a waste of time and money. But then in the second half, it does one of two things. No.1: It blossoms and becomes a nice experience even if it should have had that magic from the start, or No.2: It is a dud all the way through to the end making me a miserable son of a bitch.
Man, this Cohiba Comador should be a whole lot better than it is at 1” burned. I think Cohiba fucked Jay Z in the ass with this choice. C’mon. Jay Z doesn’t know shit about cigars. They laid a bunch of good blends on the conference table and they sat there all day smoking them until Jay Z pointed. That’s the entire blending experience the man has….that and a massive ego.
Dog Turd 1.0.
There is a barnyard, musky flavor that almost outweighs the slim flavor profile. No resilience. No complexity. No transitions. Plenty of celebrity hubris.
I have never smoked a single celebrity cigar worth a shit. That’s why you see all these sports player cigars hit the clearance bins a year after they are release. What was once a $12-$14 stick can be had on Cbid for $4.00.
I’m getting pissed off now. Shit, piss, fuck, cunt, cocksucker, motherfucker, and tits!
New prediction: The cigar will be lucky to find some flavor by the last third.
Now I know why only 5 reviews exist of a cigar that was released two years ago. Bastardos!
My brain is scrunching with a furrowed brow trying to squeeze some flavor identification from this brilliant blend.
I bet Jay Z’s hanger ons sit around with him and talk in Beowulf speak about how great the cigar is. Fucking idiots.
SECOND THIRD:
Smoke time is 35 minutes.
Fuck shit piss…sorry, I repeat myself under stress…I repeat myself under stress…I repeat…
I cannot fucking believe I have to smoke this whole fucking cigar to finish this review. It’s like pulling my nails out.
And then….It’s Alive! It’s Alive!
The spiciness transitions from red to black pepper.
A bit of creaminess appears. Some depth of character shows itself. A little chocolate, malt, coffee, dried fruit, and earthwoodleather.
Better than nuttin’ honey.
The Cohiba Comador finally shows some potential. Or maybe I’m so glad that it is showing anything besides barnyard and mushrooms that I am having a Jewish holiday in December. Chanukkah falls the same day as Christmas this year. That’s very rare. Especially since the current Jewish year is 5776. Beat you goyim by 3760 years. Yeah, we’ve been around a while.
The Cohiba Comador is a weak blend. I find it an outrage that Cohiba would pull this shit. Fucking money grubbing whores. Who is more likely to follow Jay Z anywhere? His fans of course. You think that even 10% could afford this cigar? Bastardos 2.0!
The megalomaniac Jay Z doesn’t give a shit if his fans can buy his cigars…he wanted an elite men’s club cigar. Fucking fool.
Strength finally hits medium/full.
Like a light switch, the floor drops out from the flavor profile. Square one. Sonovabitch.
Halfway point. Smoke time is one hour.
They’re baaack. Flavors re-emerge: Creaminess, black pepper, chocolate, etc. Same ol’, same ol’.
What a schizo blend. Needs to be on lithium. I think it is bi-polar.
I was going to add a story to the end of the review. The Cohiba Comador doesn’t deserve my efforts. Next time.
Construction has been pretty good. No touch ups required.
The Cohiba Comador is an atrocity that had it come out earlier would be at the Nuremberg trials for inhumanity. Maybe The Hague can take this on?
Moments of flavor only to see the slate wiped clean every couple of minutes.
I can’t wait to see what waits in the last third. (Don’t hold your collective breath).
LAST THIRD:
Smoke time is one hour 20 minutes.
Time has slowed down. Days have passed. Maybe eons. I’m not sure as the Cohiba Comador sucks precious time from my life and discards it with extreme prejudice.
OK. Predictions sort of right. Flavors pick up. But no more than a $5 Torano. My favorite brand. (Ha).
My mood is helped as I’m watching, and listening, to Carlos Santana play live in a concert from the 2004 Crossroads Guitar Festival. They are playing “Soul Sacrifice.” Same song they played at Woodstock.
I ain’t playing games when I tell you the Cohiba Comador ranks alongside the mediocrity of a bundle cigar.
We got our first snow storm of the season yesterday. A couple inches. Not so bad. The only perk to now living in an apartment instead of a house. No driveway to shovel. No snow to scrape from our truck. Just looking out our wall length living room windows and watch the snow flock the naked birch trees. Meanwhile, our truck sits in a warm underground garage. Nice.
Even if this abortion shows up on Cbid for $7, DO NOT BID! I will seek you out and whip your ass. Even in my advanced years, I still have the strength of a 7 year old girl…so look out!
Fucking flavors disappear completely once again. Mother fucker.
Nothing else can be expected from this shit blend. It won’t come to life. It is as dead as Fidel.
So no point in finishing it and torturing myself any further.
Good bye Cohiba Comador and the cocksucking limo you drove up in.
The cat didn’t care for the cigar either:
(I feed Sammy corn flakes and milk for breakfast. He doesn’t seem to digest it very well. Should stop doing that.)
RATING: 12 (Not quite Bar Mitzvah age)
Categories: CIGAR REVIEWS
Cigar Reviews by Phil 'Katman' Kohn 
But other than that, how was the play Mrs. Lincoln?
Cohiba, huh? So I’m curious to know what kind of cigars Mr. George Burns smoked? He lived to be about 100 years old!
Staying away from Cohiba! Thanks uncle Katman! Stay warm.
-Michael
Looks like you’re using the all natural cat litter. Good man!
Actually, for breakfast, my cat eats corn flakes and milk. He doesn’t digest the corn flakes very well. Should probably stop giving it to him.
Cohiba Nicaragua is very decent tho
I agree Jon. I gave it a 92.
Do I have permission to have that great cigar-turd picture framed at JoAnn Fabrics. THey also do picture framing just FYI. Phil, I laughed for 5 min straight with surges about every 10 seconds. It even helped change my wife’s mood to the better from a sh–ty day at work. Thank you for your great sense of judgement/satire/and HUMOR>. IT got what IT deserved.