Wrapper: Nicaraguan
Binder: Nicaraguan
Filler: Nicaraguan
Size: 5.5 x 52 Robusto
Strength: Full
Price: $26.00 Tubo
My cigars received 6 months of naked humidor time.
BACKGROUND:
From Padron Cigars:
“The award-winning Padrón 1926 Serie premiered in 2002 to commemorate José O. Padrón’s 75th birthday, with ten sizes available. Continuing our tradition, this series is offered in a box-pressed format. These cigars are individually hand-crafted from tobacco aged five years, then blended to create an exceptionally smooth, complex, balanced and full-bodied flavor. For protection, a double band with an individually numbered guarantee label is applied to every cigar to safeguard against counterfeiting. Available in both sun-grown natural and maduro wrappers.”
THE WHOLE MEGILLAH:
Cigar Aficionado’s 2016 #5 Cigar of the Year.
This is my fourth cigar. Needed to make sure. I smoke great expensive cigars so that my readers will benefit. If not for my readers, I’d be smoking Camels singing Doo-wop on the corner…off key.
I hold the cigar in my hand, and it is just mammoth. I’ve never held anything in my hand that big before. OK…it’s not that big…if you know what I mean.
Do I like stuffed up cigars? No one does. Dr. Rod needs a new brain and Medicare won’t cover the cost. There is a chimp at the L.A. Zoo waiting to donate his remedial brain so that Dr. Rod can keep inventing new cigar accessories. Go to ThePerfecSmoke.com and buy something you need so we can all sleep better at night.
The cigar is a dream to puff prior to lighting up. Resistance is equal to that of the French in WWII. No idea what that means. My PerfecDraw lies in repose ready to jump when the frayed electrical cords at its miniscule feet are activated.
The wrapper. It smells good. No need to pontificate.
Immediate sense of flying. Superior complexity digs a hole in my palate and makes itself a grilled cheese sandwich.
Without further ado, the flavors: black cherry, deep notes of dark chocolate, boutique coffee (not Starbucks), calming black pepper, creamy nougat, and figs ala Sammy.
This is a hard working cigar blend. Fat rich-itude and swarming simbas. If I could start every day like this, and Charlotte wouldn’t mind being poor, I’d do it.
We all have scathing disrespect for Cigar Aficionado as it plays itself out as merely a toy for the rich cigar manufacturers. But they got it right in 2016 with a score of 94. Regardless of how much payola was involved, this is a fabulous cigar. Have I given away the end of my review? Who cares…you’ve all probably smoked this cigar and are nodding your approval as I type this.
The burn is cutting edge. My sweet lord. Slow roll that won’t take long. Hallelujah.
Strength is captured without pending fear. My head spins but so do my gonads when I smoke a blend this smooth and relaxing. I was offered a gig with a traveling carnival to show off my spinning testes but thankfully TikTok made a better offer. Go to BigNuts on the platform.
The flavors are pokey without any sense of gumby. You can’t miss them. Upfront and popular. I won’t back down. I’ll stand my ground. The rich complexity carries the load. I’m having more fun than a spider in your spacecraft.
This girl is pounding away on top. A human jackhammer so I use some of my fro to bite down on as I pretend to have fun. I faked orgasm. My crotch glowed red for days. She’d show up at the Santa Ana home without calling first. She wanted hot monkey love. I wanted zero luminosity on my pubic bone. I made up stupid Seinfeld-like excuses to make her leave. I finally had to tell her I was gay. She brought over her boyfriend. Not that there’s anything wrong with that…but I had to plead impotence. The pneumatic mallet finally gave up, and I went on to date less horny chicks. Hey, I was saving myself.
In college, two buddies and I rented a house in Santa Ana. Harbor Blvd was not far away and 2-3 times per month, tent revival meetings would be set up on undeveloped land. We’d smoke some joints and head over to listen to the gospel singers. We didn’t go there for old time religion…we went for the choirs and the kick ass bands who lifted us higher and higher. We were always the only three white faces. We were loved with no sense of being the ‘others.’ It was a glorious time in my life.
This is a majestic cigar experience. I have the Padron 1926 Serie No. 80 waiting in line for review:
There wouldn’t be a fraction of the brouhaha over Jason Kelcie’s retirement if his brother wasn’t boning Taylor. True dat.
The halfway point is now a memory. Brandy, you’re a fine girl laying whisky down.
This is going to be the fastest 2 hours in recent memory.
Despite the strength being full tilt, this is a great stick for newbies to explore. It is a refined intensity worth being transported to. All distinguished and iconic blends should be tasted at least a hundred times…damn the cost. Men, we’ve all learned to disguise our spending. We’ve become masters of our domains. Sure, it’s no fun to hear “You spent what on five cigars?!?” We’ve learned to bow our heads and say we’re sorry and that it won’t happen again. Ha.
There is a mellifluous and smooth sweet spiciness that everyone reports. You dipped the chip. You took a bite…and you dipped again! This blend knows it’s naughty. I’ve caught my Padron stash trying on my sexy black lingerie. They’ve earned the right to be sponge worthy. Teenage wasteland. This cigar is causing delirium trauma. My bad.
You can only have the first cigar of the day once. But the next day awaits with enthusiasm. How many times have you been surprised by your after-dinner smoke. Isn’t it lovely.
The frustrating Padron double band is removed by my quivering fingers. I rip nothing. The wrapper remains in totem. A sign. Darling won’t you ease my worried mind.
I can rip off song lyrics all day. I’m here all month. Thank you, thank you very much.
Is this an expensive cigar? Fuck, yeah. But if you’ve been keeping track, boutique blends are skyrocketing, and catalog brands are begging you to spend a double sawbuck with each ‘special’ release. You deserve to treat yourselves, my friends. But don’t forget to never smoke a new capture two weeks after you receive it. Let it sleep. Hide it so you don’t see it when you open the trap door to your humidor. If you’re old like me, decrepitude works in your favor. Free bird.
You can purchase this splendid cigar from sponsors: Small Batch Cigar (10% off with promo code ‘katman’) and Cigar Page. Plus, you can get the rest of the Padron flavors from sponsors Luxury Cigar Club (15% off with promo code ‘katman’) and new sponsor Renegade Cigars (10% off with promo code ‘katman’).
RATING: 100 (Yeah, a perfect blend)
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