Still on Irish Creme. . .finally wanting to switch out to another tobacco but waiting for the last 1.5-2.25 oz in the baggie I already took out of the jar to get used since it was the last of that jar.
My Plymouth Canadian again today, which Wednesday I dubbed Salieri (the name just came to me, and the pipe and I agreed it suited her) . .. somehow this little darling, which I hated the first time I smoked her, has become my most beloved pipe. Something about learning how she likes to be smoked, and the brilliant effect she has on the flavour when treated properly. . . then when I got her broken in and perfected the way to smoke her she proved to be absolutely perfect. In fact, the method of smoking her (too suble and yet complicated to explain) seems to work with a couple of my other pipes with on a few minor tweaks and she has improved all my smoking experiences by teaching me how to treat a pipe, the patience and slow draw and all. . ..
ITs just a perfect relationship.
*coughs* that speech was just a bit creepy.