AMENDOLA CREMOSO | CIGAR REVIEW

JANUARY 23, 2022 - PHIL KURUT, COMEDY - CIGARS - MUSIC

AMENDOLA CREMOSO TORO (6 x 52)

WRAPPER: ECUADORIAN CONNECTICUT SHADE

BINDER: NICARAGUA

FILLER: NICARAGUA

The Cremoso begins by tossing a moderate helping of spice to the back of the tongue and cascades over that with some subtle fruit. Yet to be named. Earth flows through the retrohale with the slightest bit of sweetness, and earth, spice, and fruit chat through the finish. Spice’s intensity builds as earth and fruit fade out of the conversation.

A few puffs in, and the Cremoso’s wrapper develops a few potentially troublesome cracks. One near the foot and another just above the midway point. Prayer warriors unite. Should I post on social media, inquiring as to what everyone reading said post might do?

Draw shows a bit of resistance, allowing for a moderate smoke output.

We continue on with spice in the lead and fruit, leaning towards blackberry, following closely behind. Woody earth now hits on the retrohale. Nice combination. Spice overwhelms a bit on the finish now, like Holly Holm’s roundhouse kick to Ronda Rousey. Nearly perfectly placed kick by the way.

The first split in the wrapper gets annihilated by a fairly straight burn line, but that second split is looking to be a much more formidable adversary. Tiptoeing here.

Things continue to get uglier with the split as it starts to become a scene out of a movie when the ground begins to separate. I’m thinking of…spoiler alert…the end of Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade, not to be confused with Monty Python and the Holy Grail. Two different movies.

You might be thinking to yourself, “Phil, why don’t you stop the review?” Well, because these colors don’t run.

All things considered, the Cremoso still continues to perform well. The Cremoso and I are now locked into some type of dysfunctional relationship where I think I can save it, and it keeps asking me to stay. “Things will get better. I promise.”

“I can’t quit you.”

Keeping track of burn touch-ups seems futile at this point. Twigs blocking a rushing river. Dark chocolate creeps in. Love is bittersweet sometimes. Ah, romance.

Creaminess builds slightly. Earth, blackberry, sweetened grains, and dark chocolate make a heck of a team here. Blackberry subtly lingers on the lips. Is that what a kiss from an angel is like?

By God, the Cremoso and I are making a real go of this. We just might make it. Ignore the haters. Blackberry, coffee, and mild spice keep us connected on the finish like a bond that can’t be broken.

Would you believe it if I told you I wrote poetry in high school and college?

Consistency proves to be a strong suit throughout the Cremoso’s dedication to our path forward. We’re in this for the long haul. Man, this review is chock-full of clichés.

The Cremoso continues on with more creaminess, and it’s a smooth smoke. Earth forges on with blackberry fading slightly, and drops of coffee become more present. Bread. Plain, toasted bread. Also known as toast.

Smoky coffee and blackberry flow from the retrohale. Coffee and leather rest lightly on the tongue through to the next pull.

I feel like I should start a love and relationship advice blog. If you’re a gambler, always bet on love.

WARNING. THE FOLLOWING IMAGE MAY BE DISTURBING FOR SENSITIVE VIEWERS.

SMOKE TIME: 1 hr. 48 mins.

RATING: 3 / 4 - Always bet on love.

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