Previously, Viprati in a now-dedicated Bjarne Nielsen Handmade tomato/ball hybrid. Who knew straight Cavendish and Perique could taste so good? Sometimes a pipe takes to a blend nearly immediately and it’s a match made in heaven. Other times it takes many years for a pipe to discover its dedicated blend. This, the latter, is one of those times. Those who believe in, and have experienced, the pipe-destiny, dedicated-pipe approach will know what I mean.
Currently, I am smoking my beloved McClelland Drama Reserve from my obviously finite stash, in a Stanwell No.11. Might be a number of years before I open another tin. So I’m savoring this. Only 6 tins left in my “cellar”, and then, for me, it’s potentially gone forever. I feel like there could have been an alternate, and more positive exit strategy for McClelland given their fan base and the quality of their blends. But what do I know. Could certain tobaccos no longer be attained? Sure. But let’s not make the perfect the enemy of the good. Were the principals more than ready for retirement? Sure. But so was Carole and that seems to have worked out ok. But what do I know.
What do I know? Oh, I know. I know I’ve got a box full of McClelland Oriental mixtures that I’m going to smoke through until the day I die. My sons will smuggle it into the hospital for me if needed. And then, I’ll bequeath the rest to one of you sorry bastards. So there’s that.