There are few things nicer than experiencing the satisfactory hiss of a tin of pipe tobacco that’s been waiting for you to pop it open for a decade. The smell that comes off the tobacco the second normal atmosphere hits it is as good as opening an oven door to a loaf of freshly baked bread: and in a way, it smells like it, too. I almost want to apologize to this tin of GL Pease Samarra from 2011, because the world has changed a lot in that time. I’ve changed a lot in that time. It brings about a line a good friend of mine used to say a lot: “Life isn’t complicated.” He’s right. It isn’t. We certainly can make it that way at times, but pipes have this funny damned way of reinforcing this point.
Welcome to The Pipes Magazine Radio Show Episode 470! Our featured interview tonight is with novice pipe smoker Jess Steere. This episode is another installment in our series of novice pipe smokers (those with 3-5 years of pipe smoking experience) that we pose seven questions to. At the top of the show, Brian will have a review of Cornell & Diehl’s Carolina Red Flake Vintage 2017. Sit back, relax with your pipe, and enjoy The Pipes Magazine Radio Show!
I hear the rumblings already. “What a load of codswallop, Pease? Of course the pipe matters.” Sure it does, but I can’t count how many times I’ve read similar words to those in the title, and it always makes me a little crazy. Maybe you’re one of those who believes that the briar thing is a load of bogus, that a pipe is nothing more than a vessel in which tobacco is combusted to deliver its smoke to your taste receptors, and once broken in, they’re all about the same. Whichever side of the street you might be on, now that I have your attention, let’s go spelunking a bit, and see what might be found in those dark and spooky caves.
Say, what is that aroma wafting about? Latakia? Yenidje? Izmir? Maybe. But could it be college football season is in the air and tailgate cookouts are smoking up the place?
Or, yes, the World Series is just around the corner, and it’s time for brewskis, bratwurst, and bragging rights?
Perhaps it is all of the above. To the Pundit’s way of putting things together, there is not much better in this strange world than a fresh pipe bowl of an English blend or a pure Virginia on a coolish college football Saturday.