Wrapper: Mexican San Andrés
Binder: Ecuadorian
Filler: Dominican, Nicaraguan
Size: 6 x 48
Strength: Medium/Full
Price: $13.50
My cigars have had 2 months of naked humidor time.
THE WHOLE MEGILLAH:
The weight feels right. The resistance of the draw is spot on. I whip my PerfecDraw into submission until it cries out for more. And then I stop.
Tasty start. Notes of various spicy peppers, cinnamon, caramel, creaminess, and cedar.
The cinnamon is back and forth between Cinnabon and cinnamon candy apple.
An immediate richness that finds the G spot on my palate. Complexity wastes not a minute. Subtleties and nuances fly.
Strength is an immediate medium/full. Uh-oh. 5.75” to go.
Nice smoke output.
Listening to the blues this morning. I love jazz but its dissonance can make me twitch involuntarily to the point that my reviews make sense. Don’t want that. One dissonance at a time.
I thought that I had reviewed a BSL cigar recently. I check. Nope. I’m easing myself into the crypt.
Construction is spot on. The char line is cutthroat sharp.
Lisps of honey appear. I miss eating honey. But it’s still sugar. Over 40 years gone. I found some nice fake honey. I schmear it on my toast every morning. As far as I know, it is an exact match.
Strength has its toes on the edge of the diving board. I dearly hope it waits until the halfway point before it cuts through the water without a single hint of a splash.
I rated the BSL War Witch with a 94 in 2020. Good cigar.
1-1/2” burned. 25 minutes.
Pleasant notes of citrus appear. Tart grapefruit to balance the sweeter notes of caramel, honey, and candied cinnamon apple.
Creaminess is a free Uber ride.
BSL nailed it. I am attracted sexually to this cigar. And no, the cigar is not a gerbil. My gerbil is a gerbil. His name is Frank. But I call him Sweetums. Or Ray. I have an old friend who, after serving as a Corpsman, became a surgical tech. He told me of removing a light bulb from a guy’s ass once. I never asked which end went in first.
The strength miraculously relents. A solid medium. How did it do that? My vision returns. Sneaky.
At 2” burned, root beer asserts itself. Or would that be sassafras? Strange word.
Remember those candy root beer barrels? Me too. When you had no dough left, this was a last resort candy at the movies. That, or JuJubes. Loved how those plutonium enriched hard fuckers stuck to my teeth.
The sweet side of the equation is more dominant. Not by much. The blend juxtaposes between the spicy side to the creamy to the honey side of the street with ease. The spiciness comes from a light black pepper influence as well as the gingery flavor of a Vernors. Interesting blend.
Strength jumps back to medium/full. The cigar takes its time. 2-1/2” burned. 40 minutes.
Take a look at the leaf stats again. Unusual combo. But it works. A unique cigar blend.
T-Bone Walker. Started listening to the guitarist in the early 60’s. My friends didn’t get it. I was a strange boy.
Big leap in complexity as the second half begins. Easy and slow crusade by the cigar to catch one’s attention organically. Doesn’t push.
“Your Love Keeps Lifting Me Higher and Higher.” Always loved playing that song in front of crowds. A perfect bass riff starts the song. I was a simple boy…and strange. If I auditioned for a band with a chick singer, I would dally with the bass line from “I’ll Take You There” by The Staples Singers. If the singer latched on immediately, I knew the woman had real talent.
Staples Singers drummer Stephen Hodges setting up his kit for drummer Hal Blaine at my Long Beach recording studio (along with goofy looking 32-year-old me and Hodges’ legs and shoes only…sorry Stephen):
The Rosewood 1923 is cruising Whittier Blvd with aplomb. What a peach. Sorry.
The root beer, caramel, honey, creaminess, cinnamon, ginger, citrus, and spiciness are working like a charm. Strength remains at an easy going medium/full.
I’m impressed with the construction. Impeccable by a mile. Solid burn.
The stick is worth the dough. Remember, it is a boutique. They cost more due to lower production. And the blend wasn’t found in a farmer’s barn waiting to be extricated by Robert Caldwell or Ezra Zion. BSL designed the blend. Big difference.
I’ve been watching “Anthony Bourdain: Parts Unknown.” Sad. This is why you don’t kill yourself. Pretty much the only reason you come up in conversation. Not a great legacy.
With 2” to go, the cigar is sailing as it hits full tilt strength. Now I’m sailing. Whoa.
Some sources call this 6 x 48 size a Corona. Add 1/32” in diameter and it becomes a Toro. Doesn’t make sense.
A totally unique blend that BSL should be proud of.
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RATING: 94
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