moki
el Presidente
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Freud was right. Sometimes a cigar is not just a cigar. Sometimes a cigar is an experience.
The box that the Perdomo Edicion de Silvio Torpedo No.2's came in was impressive enough, but when I took the first cigar out of the box, I had the feeling I was in for something special.
This gorgeous torpedo is rolled tightly, with skin that has a glowing golden brown color -- magnificent to behold! -- tapering down into an oddly thin, irregular tip. I'd taken my box of these beauties to my local cigar shop to put them in the locker I have rented there, so I borrowed the house cutter, snipped the end off (pinching my hand rather badly), and proceeded to light it up.
The first puffs were a remarkable buttery, creamy, spicy blend that reminded me of butterscotch initially, followed quickly by peppery notes that built up to a crescendo of flavor in my mouth. Woah. Part of the way through, I started to taste a nutty flavor that seems similar to the Padrón Anniversary series, but with significantly more spiciness to it.
The remarkable thing about this cigar is that it feels like you have an orchestra of flavors at your fingertips. I have never in my life had a cigar that had so many distinct flavors to it: sweetness, nuttiness, leather undertones, spicy pepper, citrus, cedar, and even the surprising flavor of toasted popcorn!
You are the maestro of this symphony; by altering how much smoke you draw in, and how often you draw it, you can bring out the different flavors at will. This cigar can be anything from sweet and smooth to spicy and bold. It's like a singer with an extraordinary tonal range at your beck an call to conduct as you please, but no matter what you ask of it, the flavors remain harmonious.
Drawing it in deeply slowly builds up a pepper taste that envelopes your entire mouth, transitioning adroitly to a a creamy nutty sweetness that leaves your entire mouth tingling. Not since I had my first Padrón (a 1926 serie) have I been so totally surprised and blown away by a cigar.
I found myself playing like a schoolboy, experimenting with the wide range of flavors I could extract from this cigar... and then I realized that I was *flying*. I don't know if it was the cigar, the coffee I was drinking, or how tired I was, but this cigar floored me. It's a deceptive little sweety: so wonderfully smooth that you don't even notice you're being taking for a ride on the Magic Bus.
I didn't even pay attention to the snow-white ash, and I assume it burned perfectly since I never had to re-light it. I was hanging on for dear life towards the end, and loved every minute of it. I didn't get out of my seat for 20 minutes after I'd put this smoke out. Wow. I think I'm in love.
Find this cigar. Try it. You will not be disappointed. This is indeed a worthy tribute to Silvio Perdomo.