The need for the taste of combusted tobacco once I gave up cigarettes and started vaping.
As a kid, running around the mall, I remember going into the Tinderbox, which also had other men's things, like really expensive chess sets, shoe buffers, large magnifying glasses (I guess for the amateur Sherlocks), banker's lamps, journals, and displays of expensive pens. It was very cool. But, when I would visit these Tinderboxes in college, and I was thinking about switching from cigs to pipes, I would ask about the process. I would lose my train of thought at hearing that would have to set still for over an hour to smoke... According to this old man. I have never been the type to set still. And, smoking was and still is just something I do whole doing everything else. But, when I would ask about whether they had any smaller pipes, thinking smaller meant shorter smokes (I didn't know then what I know now), they would ask me if I meant "paraphernalia" pipes with a raising of the eyebrow, which of course sounded like they were suggesting that I was a dope smoker, which meant that I no longer wanted to be in that store, nor give them any of my money. In my opinion back in college, a dope smoker was like a murderer or rapist, and I didn't like the suggestion.it was never under consideration until I saw that shop. Something very romantic about it... a nod to the past.
So, I probably could have been smoking pipes for much longer, if it hadn't of been for smart ass tobacconists, ha ha. But, I did enjoy looking at all of the man stuff they carried. It was always the first place that I would look for gifts for my father or one of my uncles... until they made that suggestion about drugs.
I wouldn't have... it kills me how some businesses can be run by absolute morons, and stay in business. But, I do notice that the businesses that treats everyone who walks through the door the same way they would a millionaire, are the businesses that tend to proffer and grow the most.I still bought the cobs, but the experience didn't encourage me to spend $5-$6 extra per tobacco tin (over online pricing) in order to support his store.
But, I do notice that the businesses that treats everyone who walks through the door the same way they would a millionaire, are the businesses that tend to proffer and grow the most.
I have always been intrigued by pipes for as long as I can remember. The smell, the look and the image of a man clenching a pipe were all very appealing to my young mind, but completely out of the question, given my non-smoking/anti-smoking upbringing. When I reached 40 years of age, my intense curiosity got the better of me and I bought my first pipe along with a recommended blend at a local Tinderbox store (a Calabresi full bend, rusticated cauldron and probably, Lane 1-Q). Since then, I’ve had the pleasure of owning many pipes from across the spectrum of pipe collecting; everything from Dunhill’s to Cannoy’s, Eltang’s to Castello’s and beyond. Being a former craftsman myself, the art of the pipe had piqued my interest far more than the tobaccos that went in them...and it still does to is very day, fifteen years after that first purchase at the Tinderbox.
I enjoy finding abused, high quality pipes and restoring them to their former glory. I also like finding rare, unsmoked artisan pipes and saving them from the match for future generations to enjoy. I enjoy displaying what I’ve restored and collected around my house as functional objects de art, and I love when friends and family come over and recognize them as such. I have always enjoyed this aspect of the pipe game far more than smoking them; and I’m good with that. Two bowls a week does me fine and always has. The allure of the pipe itself is what brought me into this game and it is what keeps me in. What brought you into the game?
On a side note, given my own particular allure for piping, you don’t need to worry me hoarding up all y’all’s tobacco! ?