Vegas Robaina Hermoso No. 4, 2006
127 x 48
Pairing: Fat Tire Amber Ale
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The wrapper is a veiny milk chocolate brown. From the wrapper, this cigar smells like walking into a greenhouse of flowers. Laugh if you will, but that is in fact what it smells like. The filler smells like damp, sweet tobacco. Yep, tobacco, imagine that. Lighting up.
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The First Third: The first few pulls are unsurprisingly bitter, and gratifyingly robust. The last Habana I smoked was a RJ Churchill of 06 and while it was incredibly flavorful, it was also very mild. This cigar is, like every ISOM in my coolidor, very young. Don’t get me wrong, I’m fortunate to own any at all. Through the nose I can pick up a hint of the C-tang, but otherwise the thick smoke has streams of earth intertwined in a state of bitterness. No woods here, no spice, and nothing sweet. The construction is solid. The draw is perfect.
The Second Third: The ash is holding firmly, so much so that I believe this cigar would make for one fantastic ash stand. Alas, that contest has already been won. The bitterness has retreated some, leaving me with a now bland flavor of earth. Through the nose I extract some creamy notes of tang. For the time being, that is the way to go with this cigar.
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The Final Third: Nearing the band, the smoke is taking on characteristics of dried apple, where anything tart or sweet has been near completely lost. It is, unfortunately, still somewhat bitter. My only wonder here is how much of that can be attributed to the Amber Ale I’m pairing this with. The burn line was even throughout, but did require two relights.
Without the bitterness, this cigar would have been pretty damn good. I enjoyed the earthy flavors, the dried apple finish, and its robust body. It’s also worth noting that I did not encounter an increase in bitterness towards the finish.
Off to nub heavon.
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Finally, what made this cigar a pleasure to review was the fact that it was gifted on my birthday by CPer Davela. Davela is quiet on the boards, but one hell of a fine BOTL. He’s also a self-proclaimed old fart skateboarder. It’s not uncommon for him to show up at our herfs with his shins, knees and elbows patched up in bloody bandages. Cheers to Dave and to MT for the contest.