Imagine if you will-- you pick up a bottle of liquor from your cabinet. The label reads an alcohol content surpassing the 75% mark. Breaking the seal, you're surprised to find that it has quite a pleasant scent despite its high alcohol content. On the rocks, you pour it to your desired level, which is halfway. First sip, it's as smooth as the smoothest vodka ever. No burning sensation! You decide to drink the rest of your chosen poison of bliss. Several minutes pass, and you're feeling hardly any sensation of swirling around, mindset change-- you're just as relaxed as any bottle which has accompanied your evenings in the past.
You go to stand, and suddenly, you can't. Fear begins to penetrate your thoughts. "Oh, what did I do?" you begin to ask. An immediate respect for your drink washes over you.
That's Samuel Gawith XX. It's so smooth, you wouldn't believe it came from an area known for making nicotine bombs, which (in my personal, limited experience) have almost always been in tandem with very bold flavors, full body, and spicy flavor components. Alas, this is not. It's as smooth as-- silk, if you can believe that can be said in describing tobacco.
Sipping cannot be an overstated method of XX. This tightly-twisted rope of Virginia has a demon lurking about it. It is the demon of indulgence. It is the demon that both protects you and attacks you.
This tobacco is great! I'm seriously unable to put into words how much I like it. Since I'm still a beginner in the pipe world, I can only discern from text what peoples' reactions their experiences portray in limited quantity. Apparently, quite a few people are huge fans of SGXX. And I know now exactly why!
My method of preparation included the use of scissors and time. I unraveled a quarter-inch to half-inch section into the individual leaves, then proceeded to finely cut them into smaller strips by hand. When I finished the fine cuts, about 15 minutes had passed, so waiting for drying time wasn't necessary. I gravity-fed the bowl, pressed lightly, and topped off with more pieces to about 90% capacity.
Pouch note-- Good ol' tobacco. Can't get much more specific here. No toppings or casings.
Charring light-- great amount of expansion here. Flavors I still don't know, but I just know it's pleasant and not foreboding to any degree. Nothing that would make a yak cough. Great scent.
True light-- this didn't take long at all. It burns well after a drying time, which I discussed a bit ago, but I'll test out a longer time frame later in the week and see if anything changes.
Nicotine hit-- My introduction says it all. Just because it doesn't sting your tongue doesn't mean it isn't going to be a light hit. I discovered this quickly (and still feeling it 30 minutes later).
Since I'm still recovering from a random virus attack last week, I'm probably feeling the nicotine hit hard because of my medications. I'm fairly certain that they contributed heavily to my lightheaded nature, but not enough to cover up the effects of smoking XX!
I do recommend this tobacco to everyone. You must have it at least once.
You go to stand, and suddenly, you can't. Fear begins to penetrate your thoughts. "Oh, what did I do?" you begin to ask. An immediate respect for your drink washes over you.
That's Samuel Gawith XX. It's so smooth, you wouldn't believe it came from an area known for making nicotine bombs, which (in my personal, limited experience) have almost always been in tandem with very bold flavors, full body, and spicy flavor components. Alas, this is not. It's as smooth as-- silk, if you can believe that can be said in describing tobacco.
Sipping cannot be an overstated method of XX. This tightly-twisted rope of Virginia has a demon lurking about it. It is the demon of indulgence. It is the demon that both protects you and attacks you.
This tobacco is great! I'm seriously unable to put into words how much I like it. Since I'm still a beginner in the pipe world, I can only discern from text what peoples' reactions their experiences portray in limited quantity. Apparently, quite a few people are huge fans of SGXX. And I know now exactly why!
My method of preparation included the use of scissors and time. I unraveled a quarter-inch to half-inch section into the individual leaves, then proceeded to finely cut them into smaller strips by hand. When I finished the fine cuts, about 15 minutes had passed, so waiting for drying time wasn't necessary. I gravity-fed the bowl, pressed lightly, and topped off with more pieces to about 90% capacity.
Pouch note-- Good ol' tobacco. Can't get much more specific here. No toppings or casings.
Charring light-- great amount of expansion here. Flavors I still don't know, but I just know it's pleasant and not foreboding to any degree. Nothing that would make a yak cough. Great scent.
True light-- this didn't take long at all. It burns well after a drying time, which I discussed a bit ago, but I'll test out a longer time frame later in the week and see if anything changes.
Nicotine hit-- My introduction says it all. Just because it doesn't sting your tongue doesn't mean it isn't going to be a light hit. I discovered this quickly (and still feeling it 30 minutes later).
Since I'm still recovering from a random virus attack last week, I'm probably feeling the nicotine hit hard because of my medications. I'm fairly certain that they contributed heavily to my lightheaded nature, but not enough to cover up the effects of smoking XX!
I do recommend this tobacco to everyone. You must have it at least once.
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