So...
Today I met with a friend for brunch, followed by a pipe. There's not much to report from brunch, except that this friend, as part of his job, travels to areas of certain international troubles...
Well, he was telling me of a visit he made to a refugee camp in the East, and of his being gifted a small amount of tobacco by a resident of this camp. He told me that he brought this tobacco back with him, but instead of smoking it immediately, took it to a tobacconists, to see if they could replicate it. This they did, very expensively.
After we had finished brunch, we both pulled our pipes out to fill. I offered him the tobacco I had brought (P's Gold Blend - yum!), which he declined, and instead pushed across a small bag of an unidentifiable blend. It smelled incredible; spicy, but with a mellow sweetness. The tobacco was odd though, in make-up. It seemed to contain a lot of stem, and the cut resembled a mixture of shag and large ribbon cut. Intrigued, I took some, packed and lit it. It was DELICIOUS. Exactly as it smelt, and cool burning.
I told my friend so, and he in turn triumphantly told me that I was tasting the very same tobacco gifted by this refugee on my friend's travels!
We enjoyed our bowls, and went our separate ways for the day, but before leaving, my friend told me he would have some more of the tobacco replicated, and would gift me some! I love the pipe-smoking family... :
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Today I met with a friend for brunch, followed by a pipe. There's not much to report from brunch, except that this friend, as part of his job, travels to areas of certain international troubles...
Well, he was telling me of a visit he made to a refugee camp in the East, and of his being gifted a small amount of tobacco by a resident of this camp. He told me that he brought this tobacco back with him, but instead of smoking it immediately, took it to a tobacconists, to see if they could replicate it. This they did, very expensively.
After we had finished brunch, we both pulled our pipes out to fill. I offered him the tobacco I had brought (P's Gold Blend - yum!), which he declined, and instead pushed across a small bag of an unidentifiable blend. It smelled incredible; spicy, but with a mellow sweetness. The tobacco was odd though, in make-up. It seemed to contain a lot of stem, and the cut resembled a mixture of shag and large ribbon cut. Intrigued, I took some, packed and lit it. It was DELICIOUS. Exactly as it smelt, and cool burning.
I told my friend so, and he in turn triumphantly told me that I was tasting the very same tobacco gifted by this refugee on my friend's travels!
We enjoyed our bowls, and went our separate ways for the day, but before leaving, my friend told me he would have some more of the tobacco replicated, and would gift me some! I love the pipe-smoking family... :
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