The Green Monkey
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Cigar: Kinky Friedman Texas Jewboy
Filler: Honduran and Nicaraguan
Wrapper: Honduran Habano
Binder: Costa Rican
Ring Gauge: 56
Length: 6
Shape: Torpedo
Origin: Handmade in Honduras for Texans Everywhere
Manufacturer: Kinky Friedman Cigars
Accompanying drink: Zacapa 23
Accompanying (attempted) reading material: Tourist Season by Carl Hiassen
Accompanying company: Dogs and wife; later just one dog.
I got this a few weeks ago from Dogcatdaddy, a Texas BOTL on my skateboarding forum. I started a thread wondering whether there were any other cigar smokers on board, and he kindly sent me a little sampler in response—including this Texas Jewboy and a Kinkycristo that I had been wanting to try. Thanks Mike!
My first impression was of the band—obnoxious, garish, colorful, and complicated—just like its namesake.
The exterior was oily and bumpy with a few minor veins. The texture reminded me of stuffed grape leaves, or perhaps a Baby Ruth that got stalled on the assembly line and received a larger than normal coating of chocolate. Surely there must be some sort of cigar-specific adjective for this bumpiness, but damned if I know what it is.
Upon pre-cut inspection, I noticed that it had a rather uneven and misshapen tip, reminiscent of the shape of the Pope’s hat or perhaps even something a little more personal that most of us hold in our hands first thing in the morning. I’m not sure whether this is simply an asymmetrical tip resulting from a construction oversight or a deliberate joke by the Kinkster. Neither would particularly surprise me.
The shape of the tip made me think of the obvious comparison when cutting it. Perhaps this is Kinky’s attempt at thinly-veiled briss humor. After cutting, pre-light draw was rather loose, with a slightly bitter tip, and a woody/coffeeish taste. My wife thought it tasted like a combination of chocolate and B.O.
First Third
After firing it up, it immediately began to burn a little unevenly. Signs of things to come.
It had immediate runners, conspicuously blue smoke, and a coffeeish, chocolaty taste. The chocolate reminded me of one of those elitist chocolate bars in their own little section of the grocery store—something that comes with a prominently displayed cacao percentage on the packaging. It also had mild whispers of fruit, while the chocolate alternated from very sharp, baker’s chocolate-like bittersweetness to something more bland akin to chocolate cake. There was plenty of nice, mild smoke (easy on the nose), along with a very striated grey and white ash.
Twenty minutes in.
Thirty minutes in.
My wife and other dog decided to go inside just as it became too dark for me to read outside. Thanks ladies. Wingo (my most reliable smoking companion) remained outside to keep me company and bark at passersby.
Continued below due to picture limits. If someone would kindly let me know whether bifurcating a post in this manner is forbidden, please notify me and I will keep the number of pictures under 10 in future reviews.
Filler: Honduran and Nicaraguan
Wrapper: Honduran Habano
Binder: Costa Rican
Ring Gauge: 56
Length: 6
Shape: Torpedo
Origin: Handmade in Honduras for Texans Everywhere
Manufacturer: Kinky Friedman Cigars
Accompanying drink: Zacapa 23
Accompanying (attempted) reading material: Tourist Season by Carl Hiassen
Accompanying company: Dogs and wife; later just one dog.
I got this a few weeks ago from Dogcatdaddy, a Texas BOTL on my skateboarding forum. I started a thread wondering whether there were any other cigar smokers on board, and he kindly sent me a little sampler in response—including this Texas Jewboy and a Kinkycristo that I had been wanting to try. Thanks Mike!
My first impression was of the band—obnoxious, garish, colorful, and complicated—just like its namesake.
The exterior was oily and bumpy with a few minor veins. The texture reminded me of stuffed grape leaves, or perhaps a Baby Ruth that got stalled on the assembly line and received a larger than normal coating of chocolate. Surely there must be some sort of cigar-specific adjective for this bumpiness, but damned if I know what it is.
Upon pre-cut inspection, I noticed that it had a rather uneven and misshapen tip, reminiscent of the shape of the Pope’s hat or perhaps even something a little more personal that most of us hold in our hands first thing in the morning. I’m not sure whether this is simply an asymmetrical tip resulting from a construction oversight or a deliberate joke by the Kinkster. Neither would particularly surprise me.
The shape of the tip made me think of the obvious comparison when cutting it. Perhaps this is Kinky’s attempt at thinly-veiled briss humor. After cutting, pre-light draw was rather loose, with a slightly bitter tip, and a woody/coffeeish taste. My wife thought it tasted like a combination of chocolate and B.O.
First Third
After firing it up, it immediately began to burn a little unevenly. Signs of things to come.
It had immediate runners, conspicuously blue smoke, and a coffeeish, chocolaty taste. The chocolate reminded me of one of those elitist chocolate bars in their own little section of the grocery store—something that comes with a prominently displayed cacao percentage on the packaging. It also had mild whispers of fruit, while the chocolate alternated from very sharp, baker’s chocolate-like bittersweetness to something more bland akin to chocolate cake. There was plenty of nice, mild smoke (easy on the nose), along with a very striated grey and white ash.
Twenty minutes in.
Thirty minutes in.
My wife and other dog decided to go inside just as it became too dark for me to read outside. Thanks ladies. Wingo (my most reliable smoking companion) remained outside to keep me company and bark at passersby.
Continued below due to picture limits. If someone would kindly let me know whether bifurcating a post in this manner is forbidden, please notify me and I will keep the number of pictures under 10 in future reviews.
