I put this in this discussion as it may, for some, relate to smoking. I learned this from a Russian immigrant who was very old when I was very young. He said he had learned it from Siberian Natives. I've spoken to Alaskan Natives who were surprised that I found it unusual. Mikhiel, "Russian Mike" as we kids called him, made his living on the mountains and in the woods of Alaska, trapping, hunting, fishing, mining and, at the last, maintaining and running a small marina on a remote lake in the 50's. Tasting the air was as important to him as seeing and smelling.
Open your mouth and inhale gently through your nose, tongue laying down. I find I can sometimes taste my blend a bit (weak connection to discussion subject). But, I can also taste the ranker moose and bear, sometimes their skat or fresh kills. It may be an acquired skill and does not always work for me. Some I've taught this, become very acute at it. Others never seem to get a taste.
Just a passing tidbit of probably no value I wanted to share.
Open your mouth and inhale gently through your nose, tongue laying down. I find I can sometimes taste my blend a bit (weak connection to discussion subject). But, I can also taste the ranker moose and bear, sometimes their skat or fresh kills. It may be an acquired skill and does not always work for me. Some I've taught this, become very acute at it. Others never seem to get a taste.
Just a passing tidbit of probably no value I wanted to share.
