I'll remember the day forever... After over ten years of pipe smoking, my wife was A-OK with me smoking in the car, while she was sitting next to me. Granted, it was a beautiful day and the windows were all down, and she quickly suggested that we stop at the CVS so she can run in and "grab a few things" while I "finish my pipe", but there was no cursing, no guttural noises, no gnashing of teeth, no lecture. I was smoking Hamburgler Beermeister, in a Juan Urquizo Morta Bulldog. I may never smoke a different pipe or blend when she's around. Maybe the poles are shifting again, or maybe she was having a mild stroke, but history was made.