I am a UCL -- Unabashed Cob Lover.
But you might have have guessed that from my screen name, right?
I fear I might even be evolving into a Cob Snob. Bye, bye briar.
As I write this, I'm enjoying some quality time with my dear friend, the Prince, and a Missoouri Meerschaum Diplomat bent.
This was not love at first sight.
In a former life, about 30 years ago, I was dedicated to briars (Savinelli and Peterson)and knew little about cobs, only that some hillbillies and farmers smoked them. And that was far below my level of sophistication.
Obviously, I am older now and perhaps wiser, but I understand that might be a matter of interpretation.
My attitudes and tastes have changed in the last few decades.
Now, I can't imagine smoking anything other than a MM cob.
After all, they are relatively inexpensive, easier to break-in than briars and deliver an excellent smoke -- cool and dry.
And, surprise, I find them quite attractive. Yes, attractive. Simple and bucolic in design, they are a minimalist's idea of practical art.
In addition, the Missouri Meerschaum Co., is only about 45-50 miles from my home.
Thus, I take a small amount of pride and satisfaction in knowing that my smoking instrument is locally made by an American company with a rich history. This might not be important to others, but it is to me.
In my humble opinion, an MM cob is a genuine American treasure.
I also understand that my perspective is likely a minority opinion. And there's a certain satisfaction and comfort in that.
Now, if you'll excuse me I've got my eye on that handsome MM Patriot and I want to place my order.
No, a cob isn't for everyone.
But it is for me.