I don’t know if was the pipe, dry time, my palate etc, but it just tasted like what I imagine what an ashtray full of cigarette butts would. To be fair, I was so disappointed that I immediately threw the remainder of the tin away.
I was out of town most of last week, and returned home to find that the elves had dropped a package from sunny California on my doorstep. Mr Parker you are a true gentleman and I will enjoy these new to me tobaccos over the next year. To you and yours Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays and thank you!