I realize the majority opinion is that Mediterranean briar isn’t some magical wood sent down from heaven above for our pleasure. I know that in theory briar is just a hardwood, and that it has no soul, as we do. But still yet I cling to the fond hope, that each piece of briar is magical, individual and unique, and that each one gives us pleasure until the day comes, the poor briar is worn out, and can no longer serve us.
Awhile back I won three pipes for $9 each, and each one had a cake the thickness of a dime, and showed signs the owner had smoked them for thousands upon thousands of smokes.
And after three separate Everclear and sea salt treatments this poor tired old Star Grade Lee is simply worn out, in the service of man.
While it’s bit and even it’s rim are still sharp, and it’s enjoyed extraordinary care, no longer does it add zest and flavor to any tobacco smoked in it.
The tars and juices from tobacco have saturated the briar, enlarging and cracking the shank, and darkening it as surely as it would be if it were made of meerschaum.
And while it still can serve to smoke tobacco as it did ten thousand or more bowls ago, the soul in this Lee is no more. In comparison with every other Star Grade Lee I own, this one imparts nothing to the flavor of the smoke.
It’s time to retire this one, because it’s race has run, and it can serve no more.
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I’ve seen plenty of other pipes abused to death, but I think this is the first one I’ve seen, that’s simply worn out.