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June 22, 2006

Montecristo #3

Today it was hot and fairly humid – 80 degrees or more, and the kind of weather that has you regretting the long pants you’re wearing even though it hadn’t seemed that warm at first. I’d brined some pork tenderloin since the yesterday, and after it’s time on the grill it was a very tasty treat. So good, in fact, that our 14 month old daughter who’d previously communicated she was full, full, full, decided she could handle a few more slices of pork ;-) She even grabbed the plate of seconds I’d handed to my wife to take them for herself.
After she was put to bed and my wife settled in I headed for the porch with a Montecristo #3 cigar and my notebook to do a little writing. I’d put on shorts and a t-shirt, and was ready for a warm but relaxing evening. The Monte cigar was about Robusto in size, so an hour would see it done. That would leave a bit of time to write this, and maybe play with a new Drupal installation I’m fiddling with.
You can imagine my surprise when I stepped out into a 65 degree wind. They say if you don’t like the weather in Wisconsin, just wait 20 minutes and it will change, and they’re right. I lit up anyway and the porch was still quite warm from the afternoon sun so it wasn’t too chilly out. I’d decided to use matches, and a small pile of burnt matches accumulated before I had a decent ember going because of the wind. Once lit, the cigar idled like a champ.

I had a long phone conversation with my oldest friend, planned a bit of fence building this weekend, and puffed away. The Montecristo was like last time – fast, even burn. Mild with a bit of spice near the end. If it was a car it would have a bumper sticker that says “Drive Safely.” There are times, though, when pleasant and predictable are what we need.


The Bolivar

Tonight I decided to try the Bolivar that had been gifted to me a while back. It was a full-size cigar, I’ll call it a double corona.

The initial flavor was mild, with hints of molases, turning woodier near the end. I’ll say it was the end, as it took well over an hour to finish the cigar, and as it is I tossed it with about 3″ left. Hey, my butt was sore and the bugs were getting fierce! Also, I tend to grow weary of cigars as they get shorter and sharper.

The burn was not even, but I’ll put that to short and erratic storage in my humidor. The draw was also tight, and it went out once. I know that a while back I had put a small container of water in my humidor, since it was registering a little low. It turned out to be that the sensor was being blocked, and the humidity was actually much higher. That was a couple of weeks ago, and with everything in cello I expect it to take a few more weeks for things to return to proper levels. In the mean time, I’ll be forgiving of any burn and draw problems.

Overall I’d smoke another Bolivar in a heartbeat, although I would allow much more time for the same size. That was the big problem – sometimes you’re ready to spend 90+ minutes and sometimes you’re not, and I wasn’t.