Soooo......
I like to read. I've had a few looks at other reviews of Gurkha cigars and with a sampler pack in the box, decided to smoke my churchill Legend last night. The Gurkha lines seem to hit everyone in a different spot. For some, as I've read, that spot got hit by a baseball a couple years ago and still hurts to this day. Unpleasant. For others, however, it's that same spot touched by a warm chocolate chip cookie or a hearty beef stew.
It so happens, the Gurkha Legend Churchill I burnt down last night hit the good spot. It might have been a combination of circumstances which ultimately led to my great satisfaction, but I'd like to think the cigar had something to do with it. So let's get down to it.
The situation was surprisingly usual... a short night of bartending work and I'm at home watching some TiVoed soccer matches and half-assedly studying for a worthless Geography exam. I needed something to keep me going, and the chocolate chip cookies with peanut-butter, marshmallow fluff, and fudge topping weren't hitting the spot (...ironic, right?).
This damned Legend Churchill lit up my nose with aromas of the forest. Fresh chopped wood and a bit of a grassy character. For those of us impressed by musk factor in a good cigar, you know what I mean. I might be a newb, but I'm a young chef with an arrogantly mature palate.
From the second the flame hit, the room filled with the pungent, musky odor (and odor it is, as my girlfriend didn't hesitate to let me know.) I lit it with proper precision: a 30-second toast and a few puffs with my flame no less than an inch away (am I doing it right, guys?). The burn was perfect. No runs and no touch-ups. Could have been the light, but again, I'd like to think the cigar had something to do with it.
The taste wasn't exceptionally complex, but it was what I needed. The cedar of the humidor really helped this bad boy out, adding a woodsy depth to the already musky perfume of the stick. Letting smoke out of my nose really helped to spread it out, and the flavors and aromas persisted through to the end. I smoked it to the nub, with heat only scorching my throat at about the last inch or so.
I guess what I'm trying to get at is that under the right circumstances, an everyday cigar can be just as good as one of your premium specials. This cigar gave me exactly what I was looking for, and although I can't deny that all of last night's factors amalgamated into an altogether satisfying smoking experience, I would still suggest this cigar to anyone looking to spend a good hour and a half on a quality stick.
I know I haven't used the most cigar-savvy terminology, as I am relatively new to the world of cigar luxury. This, in time, will come. I hope to keep up with these reviews of mine, and that all who have read this one have enjoyed it. Don't judge a cigar by its pricetag, by its brand name, or even by reputation, because one night the stars might align when all you have is a Dutchmaster from your local Chevron in your glovebox, and it'll straight up make your day. Well, maybe I've crossed the line.
I like to read. I've had a few looks at other reviews of Gurkha cigars and with a sampler pack in the box, decided to smoke my churchill Legend last night. The Gurkha lines seem to hit everyone in a different spot. For some, as I've read, that spot got hit by a baseball a couple years ago and still hurts to this day. Unpleasant. For others, however, it's that same spot touched by a warm chocolate chip cookie or a hearty beef stew.
It so happens, the Gurkha Legend Churchill I burnt down last night hit the good spot. It might have been a combination of circumstances which ultimately led to my great satisfaction, but I'd like to think the cigar had something to do with it. So let's get down to it.
The situation was surprisingly usual... a short night of bartending work and I'm at home watching some TiVoed soccer matches and half-assedly studying for a worthless Geography exam. I needed something to keep me going, and the chocolate chip cookies with peanut-butter, marshmallow fluff, and fudge topping weren't hitting the spot (...ironic, right?).
This damned Legend Churchill lit up my nose with aromas of the forest. Fresh chopped wood and a bit of a grassy character. For those of us impressed by musk factor in a good cigar, you know what I mean. I might be a newb, but I'm a young chef with an arrogantly mature palate.
From the second the flame hit, the room filled with the pungent, musky odor (and odor it is, as my girlfriend didn't hesitate to let me know.) I lit it with proper precision: a 30-second toast and a few puffs with my flame no less than an inch away (am I doing it right, guys?). The burn was perfect. No runs and no touch-ups. Could have been the light, but again, I'd like to think the cigar had something to do with it.
The taste wasn't exceptionally complex, but it was what I needed. The cedar of the humidor really helped this bad boy out, adding a woodsy depth to the already musky perfume of the stick. Letting smoke out of my nose really helped to spread it out, and the flavors and aromas persisted through to the end. I smoked it to the nub, with heat only scorching my throat at about the last inch or so.
I guess what I'm trying to get at is that under the right circumstances, an everyday cigar can be just as good as one of your premium specials. This cigar gave me exactly what I was looking for, and although I can't deny that all of last night's factors amalgamated into an altogether satisfying smoking experience, I would still suggest this cigar to anyone looking to spend a good hour and a half on a quality stick.
I know I haven't used the most cigar-savvy terminology, as I am relatively new to the world of cigar luxury. This, in time, will come. I hope to keep up with these reviews of mine, and that all who have read this one have enjoyed it. Don't judge a cigar by its pricetag, by its brand name, or even by reputation, because one night the stars might align when all you have is a Dutchmaster from your local Chevron in your glovebox, and it'll straight up make your day. Well, maybe I've crossed the line.
