Saturday night I decided to pop a bulging tin of Chenet's Cake from 10-13-20 that was stewing it's components so vigorously that both top and bottom were protruding and it was wiggling in the stack where it lay.
That first whiff of tin note was unlike ANYTHING I've ever smelled before. My best attempt at describing that brief moment was that it was fermented cream, earth, hay - at that moment it was the best tin note I've ever smelled.
I let it sit overnight with the plastic lid back on and Sunday afternoon I pulled out one of my earliest pipe purchases, hand-made in Poland, that gets nice long rests between events, and filled it with the crumbles and rubbings of said cake.
A very exceptional smoke, IMO. Highly recommended and I may need more of these for the future.