G. L. Pease After a few hundred years of people smoking pipes, you’d think we’d have figured it all out. It seems a simple thing: Choose a pipe, fill it […]
Read moreG. L. Pease I knew a guy whose pipes all had little grey, rectangular tags dangling from their shanks by thin white strings, each one showing the date of the […]
Read moreG. L. Pease Amongst pipe tobacco aficionados, there seems to be no end to tightly held beliefs, some of which may have at one time had a basis in reality, […]
Read moreG. L. Pease Some really interesting questions fell out of the mailbag this month, with topics ranging from humidification, to tobacco colors, to blending, to toxicity. For a change, though, […]
Read moreThe Care & Feeding of the Pipeman – by G. L. Pease Indulge me. Take a moment to close your eyes and reflect on your earliest experience as a budding […]
Read moreG. L. Pease It seems this month’s mail was dominated by questions and comments about aging. I’m glad we’re talking about tobaccos, here, and not me, because I simply refuse […]
Read moreG. L. Pease I love used pipes ("estate" is the popular euphemism, but let’s call them what they are for today). If I had a great deal more disposable income, […]
Read moreG. L. Pease I’m often asked why I don’t try to recreate some of the lost blends of yesterday, and, more pointedly, what I think of others’ attempts to do […]
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