Wrapper: Ecuadorian Habano
Binder: Mexican, Dominican
Filler: Dominican, Nicaraguan
Size: 6 x 52 Toro
Strength: Full
Price: $18.00
Date Released: February 2023
Quantity Released: Limited Release
Factory: Tabacalera La Isla, Dominican Republic

My cigars received 2 months of naked humidor time.

THE WHOLE MEGILLAH:
The positive is that I bought two boxes of these cigars from Cigar Page (Yes, I bought them) with nearly 3 years of box aging. The other plus is that this cigar has been widely reviewed (in 2023 and 2024) and given a resounding thumbs up. Spoiler Alert: Everyone sells the cigars for around $18. Cigar Page is selling them for $6.50…and Alex Gougher gave me a promo code. Scroll, my babies, scroll.

Has the cigar aged out? Let’s see.

The wrapper has a lovely aroma of ginger spice cookies, cinnamon, floral, fresh out of the oven sourdough, caramel, milk chocolate, and light peppery spices.

I look around and can’t find my PerfecPunch. I have an Airtag sewn in its third layer of epidermis. It comes running with bread crust and boutique bologna around its tiny lips. I see a drop of fancy mustard on its 11mm punch and milk stains around its tiny nose. I hope it’s milk stains. It goes to work while I find Managing Your PerfecSmoke Accessories for Dummies on Amazon.

The cold draw is similar but with strong cinnamon graham crackers and soft bread tones.

I’m going to light this big snausage up. Great start. How often do you fall in love with life when a cigar starts with crime and punishment innuendos that sock you in the balls but gives you a special love that only a priest running a daycare can provide.

The aromas and cold draw mix into one. The gang is all here, luv. Nice smoke output.

There is an Ethiopian spice flair that is killer: fenugreek, ginger, cinnamon, and cardamom.

An immediate creaminess kicks in as a warm blankey to coat the pepperiness which matches the other flavors. In other sticks, this spiciness cooled down at inch number two. There is a sweet veggie flavor…maybe like pumpkin pie or sweet potato pie.

Strength is a solid medium. Most bloggers don’t add strength to their leaf stats. I don’t understand. Some don’t add prices. I don’t get that either. There’s a lot about life I don’t get. On various websites, the advertised strength varies. It might have to do with the Casa 1910 website which doesn’t help matters by ignoring providing this little detail. I will monitor the damage and report.

Smooth as buttah. New notes of milk chocolate and walnuts. So far, the blend follows strict rules of consistency. Every reviewer finds a similar profile. I love that. This means that you don’t need a critic’s palate to find the treasure.

I’ve only done one video podcast. I looked like a complete ass. I had no more than an hour of sleep for nearly 3 months due to a health issue. I came off as a befuddled old man. I was told it would be a 30-minute ordeal. Instead, it languished on for nearly 2-1/2 hours, and I looked like death warmed over. I had three mild strokes during and after this time because cervical radiculopathy was so painful. I did not realize that I had my first one prior to the interview as I now see that my face is funky and mouth sags on one side. It was in 2022.

Doing a podcast now would like being William Wallace’d. I just don’t have the patience to listen to one or two hours of smokers talking… and me napping while waiting for my turn. 95% of the guys doing these things have zero charisma. But having fun is what it’s all about. I must add that no one is asking for my participation, so it works out for everyone.

The first inch. No criticisms so what was the point? Why am I here? Do I entertain you? You looking at me? I can’t remember any more movie quotes. Keep moving.

I met Stevie Wonder once. He didn’t recognize me.

There is some venison Bourguignon happening. This is a first for me. Takes me back to the mid 90’s while living in Mesa, Arizona. We spent a few days in Sedona and frequented a French restaurant each night. We also got blotto one night in the hotel room and Charlotte promised that for my 45th birthday we would have a menage a trois. It never happened and I carry deep resentment akin to our current political culture. I may move to Greenland.

Buttery and silky. The latter was my porn star name in the 70’s. I had to change my last name to Almond Roca.

At $18, I’d buy them again. I found zero info on quantities released. The Casa 1910 website shows nothing.

Strength is uppped. It quickly moves to medium full as the first half begins to taper into oblivion. Uh-oh. Cigar Page shows strength as full. I believe they may be right. I adjust the seat belt on my butt plug and hold tight. But the flavor profile is so charming that I don’t care if I puke into Sammy the Cat’s litterbox. He might, I will not.

As the second half begins, it is clear that the flavor profile might be canonized in stone. Fine with me. I adjust my strawberry alarm clock so that I will awaken, snap my fingers, and remember nothing.

The burn is regimental. There is a team blog whose rating system I can never figure out. I read their manifesto of the advanced trigonometry system that was used but I forget everything when I return the next week. And they never like anything they smoke. Ever. Actually, I’m not sure about that, as stated before, I’m an idiot child when it comes to their rating analysis. Except for this cigar. They like this one a lot. I think. There’s hope in Hooterville.

Strength is now full tilt. Vision is fading. Involuntary breathing seems to disappear. But I marshal on as the incredible flavor outweighs the health issues. Where am I. Who’s my daddy?

This is not a morning cigar unless you live in an unfurnished apartment in Abu Ghraib.

When I write in the mornings, I can’t wait to finish a review. When I write in the afternoons, I got nothing to do so I ramble on. And on. Just go to the rating. I will dictate to my attendant, Nurse Ratched, so you can carry on with your day doing important and necessary things.

While the strength is potent, there doesn’t seem to be a lot of nicotine. If my writing takes a morbid tone or makes no sense, then I’m OK.

I struggle with removing the secondary cigar band. My fingers shake like they are reaching for the Passover gelatin dessert. I did some research and discovered that black ops will use the threat of a Jello pineapple mold for dinner. It works better than waterboarding.

Half an inch into the second half and the blend takes off. Deep complexity, serious new transitional quality, flavors out the B# kazoo, and real depth of field. This is better than a BJ while reclining on unleavened bread.

I still have a box and a half of these and you don’t. Ha.

Caramel, vanilla, ginger spice, cinnamon, graham crackers, milk chocolate, mild black pepper, fennel, floral candy, honey don’t, walnuts, a bit of malt, and extreme creaminess. While it seems to be sweet heavy, it is not. Flavors are sub textural. They don’t overwhelm. The rich earthiness of the blend balances things perfectly.

I pet the vagina of my pet marmot. And then I realize he has a dick. Oh God, the woke police will be on me like blue suits on Republicans.

This is a two-hour cigar. I take it low, slow, and easy. I’ve overcome the full strength by gargling with my own bullshit. It works.

The first half was great. The second half is better. And it doesn’t slag off in the last third.

I grab my bong, shaped like me in 1967, and place the husk of the cigar in the bowl.

You can purchase the Casa 1910 Soldadera Edition from sponsor Cigar Page. Use promo code KATMANJAN26 for another 10% off. The Soldadera comes in two sizes: Toro ($6.50) and Robusto ($5.00). They are on separate webpages so you must click on the sizes. You’re nuts if you don’t get some.

RATING: 96

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