Katman’s Arkives ~ Viaje Zombie Farmhand Andre 2023 | Cigar Reviews by the Katman

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Size: 5.5 x 54 Robusto Box Pressed
Strength: Medium/Full
Price: $11.20

I published this review in 2023. So here it is again:

THE WHOLE MEGILLAH:
This box press is punchy with heft, so it is a viable candidate for my PerfecPunch to make a blow hole in the cap. This is a blatant shill moment as I kiss Dr. Rod’s ass to bring in the new year with style. If Davidoff was selling you this brilliant tool, that’s right…$600. But from Dr. Rod. $39.95. Just between you and me, Davidoff tried to buy the PerfecPunch design, but Dr. Rod said no. Standup guy.

I’ve never understood why blenders seek to hide the leaf stats. Does it give the cigar a noir mystique quality. I’m sure that smarter people than I could tell you why.
Flavor slops over the jug from the get-go. I will nilly willy guess the country of origins as I goober through this cigar. Off the cuff, I’m guessing Dominican, Nicaraguan and Western Montana.

The tobacco has some aging on it that is not disclosed by Andre Farkas. I’ve only had my cigars for 6 weeks. But they are still for sale…barely. And for $11, it is a deal if you’re in the mood for going out of 2023 with a bang.

Lester Bangs only made it to 33. Hunter S. Thompson made it to 67.

Very spicy, unique, exotic, aged tobacco, I taste something along the lines of Nicaraguan, Dominican, Peruvian, Casdagli. I could be totally wrong.

Instant karma along the lines of extreme creaminess, a perfect load of black pepper, butterscotch, sugary, miso tang, and Nilla Wafers.

Remember when going to Sizzler was high dining.

Caramel pushes butterscotch aside. Really nice Sweet v. Savory balance. Sometimes I capitalize those words, sometimes I don’t.

The Mars landing, with astronauts aboard, has been pushed back to 2036. News Alert: Scientists don’t anticipate inventing a bra that can hide Jennifer Aniston’s nipples until 2037.

Strength is medium/full out of the gate. This cigar is just jammed with tobacco. Very slow roll. Mikey likes.

It is 25 degrees outside, and my windows are wide open. Things we do for our art.
So creamy. To plotz for.

Lemon custard. Dripping from a dead dog’s eye. Nice citrus introduction. Aged tobacco is in play. No way a fresh cigar tastes like this.

The char line is gorgeous george. So unusual for a box pressed cigar. Optimum prime rollers on this baby.
Nice thing about a very strong, excellent cigar is it forces you to take your time. It is so easy to not pay attention and huff your cigar constantly. This destroys the artistry. Your palate needs rest from the onslaught…otherwise, it interprets the blend as a Rum Crook.

Sips of water explain everything. Such a lovely cigar blend. By no means, a flavor bomb. This is a wonderfully sophisticated blend. I swear Dominican leaves are wed with Nic leaves and then baptized with some other country’s output, but I can’t put my finger on its pulse.

This fat Robusto is going to be a two-hour smoke.

A photo of the sharp burn would be apropos…but then I’d have to unplug my butt plug and get up. Microsoft Word is confused with the term butt plug. I’ll let it lay.

The roadies were up late. Then up early. The band slept in. Hotel breakfast on the road. We sat bleary-eyed at the table sipping coffee. Well, I did. They drank tea. Sonja’s quedgie became the secret hiding place for a disappearing vibrator she fell in love with while in Amsterdam. Stewart shushed us. He slowly leaned to his right until his head was in her lap and he could identify the specific location of the buzzing. Sonja had a perfect Cheshire Cat grin…never said a word. She was fun to travel with that day.

Full tilt at the halfway point but very mellow without severe consequences of nicotine.

Ron Howard talked to my UCLA post-production film class. A week earlier, we were dragged to the Disney Studio in Burbank to watch a preview of ‘Splash.’ There is always a retard in class. This one asked Mr. Howard if portraying the two fishing boat retards as retards was not very nice. Howard did a dramatic heavy sigh. He carefully explained his movie was a comedy, etc. Proving to be a double retard, the retard continued with two more retard questions. After the class, Ron had the retard killed by Ron’s retard brother, Clint.

Creamy, caramel, vanilla, nutmeg, sweet raw cashews, milk chocolate, black pepper, lemon citrus, miso, and sugar cane. There. Got that out of the way. Not a flavor bomb.

Smooth. Rich. Complex. What else is there.

Three stages of life: Learning. Earning. Wisdom. I miss being a young man. But I revel in the clarity that comes from being ancient.

Splendid cigar. In this climate of expensive cigars, if I had blind tasted this cigar, I’d immediately construe this cigar to be a $20 stick. It is not. $11.00.

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RATING: 95

And now for something quick…
Every six months, Miles Copeland had to prove to the British government that no other bassist in England could do my job so I could renew my visa. I did feel bad for the man. There might have been as many as 3 or 4 guys that could have done what I did.

We were on the Continent touring and on return to England our road manager gave me a huge wad of cash to stick in my pocket. The British customs officer asked me if I knew how long I wanted to stay. I couldn’t tell her I was in a band. My afro-haired persona told her I didn’t know. I was just slumming it. She asked if I had money. I said yes.

She asked how much. I said I didn’t know. She asked to see it. I said OK.

Out comes the Tony Soprano roll. Her eyes bugged out. I let her count it. £6,000 Pounds Sterling ($50,000 in 2025 dollars).

“Mr. Kohn. I envy your lifestyle.” With that, the rubber stamp slammed down on my passport…approved for 6 months. I felt oh so cool.

The moment I crossed through threshold of the door, the road manager stood there with an outreached hand demanding the dough back. My cool had evaporated. I looked inside my wallet. I had 10 Quid. What a lucky boy. I could buy two packs of fags.


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  1. well dang sold out. Sound awesome can’t wait try someday

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