In response to a thread ("ODF kicked my butt") by Forum member daimyo, I stated in jest that, for him, ODF must be the Chuck Norris of pipe-tobaccos, and this got me to thinking. Probably everyone has smoked one that left you feeling as though you had gone toe-to-toe with Mr. Norris, and with the resultant injuries spanning the gamut from simple hiccups to outright nicotine poisoning. Accordingly, my question: The Chuck Norris of Pipe-Tobaccos: What's Yours?
I'll start by claiming Dunhill's Nightcap. As I stated in my review from 2005 on TobaccoReviews.com: "...My first tryst with this blend occurred in a large, bent, pot-bowled Savinelli. My mouth literally watered as I inhaled the enticing aromas of Latakia and Perique while packing my pipe. The flavor was great at the charring light, and only got better after the second.
"I tend to puff hard, especially with blends that I like, and I LIKED this one. Accordingly, my puffing took on the aspect of a coal-fired locomotive pulling a 100-car-consist up a steep grade. As I rolled the smoke in my mouth it was full and satisfying--to paraphrase Richard Carleton Hacker, like smoking a huge filet mignon.
"About 20 minutes into this ecstatic experience I suddenly began to perspire profusely. Next, the room began to spin and my pulse to race. I had to put down my pipe, have a cold shower, and retire to bed early in order to fight off the effects of what I later learned was a classic case of nicotine poisoning. I should add, however, that this was brought on by a classic case of greed and gluttony on my part. I simply could not get enough of this marvelous mixture fast enough.
"The lesson I've learned with this blend is to savor it SLOWLY, lest the Nightcap become a nightstick!"
I'll start by claiming Dunhill's Nightcap. As I stated in my review from 2005 on TobaccoReviews.com: "...My first tryst with this blend occurred in a large, bent, pot-bowled Savinelli. My mouth literally watered as I inhaled the enticing aromas of Latakia and Perique while packing my pipe. The flavor was great at the charring light, and only got better after the second.
"I tend to puff hard, especially with blends that I like, and I LIKED this one. Accordingly, my puffing took on the aspect of a coal-fired locomotive pulling a 100-car-consist up a steep grade. As I rolled the smoke in my mouth it was full and satisfying--to paraphrase Richard Carleton Hacker, like smoking a huge filet mignon.
"About 20 minutes into this ecstatic experience I suddenly began to perspire profusely. Next, the room began to spin and my pulse to race. I had to put down my pipe, have a cold shower, and retire to bed early in order to fight off the effects of what I later learned was a classic case of nicotine poisoning. I should add, however, that this was brought on by a classic case of greed and gluttony on my part. I simply could not get enough of this marvelous mixture fast enough.
"The lesson I've learned with this blend is to savor it SLOWLY, lest the Nightcap become a nightstick!"
