JANUARY 2, 2022 - PHIL KURUT, COMEDY - CIGARS - MUSIC
PADRÓN 1964 ANNIVERSARY SERIES MADURO EXCLUSIVO (5 1/2 x 50)
WRAPPER: NICARAGUA
BINDER: NICARAGUA
FILLER: NICARAGUA
Chocolate, barnyard, dry and wet hay, and cinnamon emanate from the 1964’s foot and wrapper. Padróns have an outwardly appearance that always strike me as a bit rugged. A few bumps here and there. Like an old school grandpa that’s a bit rough around the edges, but he gets the job done, and it’s solid. Doesn’t need a pat on the back.
Oak, spice, and earth drop the hammer on the first nail from an effortless draw. Smoke fills my part of the shed, which I didn’t build. Amish built I believe. Old school. I should get a selfie with me blowing out smoke for a cool social media shot. Not gonna.
Earth, spice, and grit trail out of my nose smoother than might be expected, considering the heft of that spice at times. The finish is all spice and coffee, with spice being the spokesman.
Smoke rolls off the foot, bearing aromas of earth, wood, spice, and the slightest offering of chocolate.
Dark stone fruit carves a path for itself a dozen paces in, sweetening up that spice. Creamy chocolate kicks in a bit more sweetness and smoothness. Balance.
Burn runs true. Ash never budges. Solid.
Oak and earth take on bigger roles, as spice gently melts over the tongue. Coffee picks a spot at the end of the table, adding a nice addition to the conversation.
The 1964 sets a mood, and I dig it. Elegant, yet rugged. Speaks when necessary, avoiding monopolizing the conversation. The best speak less but say more. Man, that’s a little gold nugget of knowledge. Am I right? Feel free to use that as a quote plastered on picture of Abraham Lincoln climbing a mountain or a kitten holding on to a ball of string or something. Should I have gotten into inspirational poster writing? Missed the boat on that one.
The 1964 forges ahead, never boasting. Steady. Black pepper spice flows through the retrohale. One more trick up its sleeve.
When I was younger, I worked in a factory for a few summers, earning money to pay for college. I worked with a small group of fellow youngsters, and we had an old school guy on our team. He told us about working in a mine as a teenager, where he would spend eight hours or more a day bent over shoveling. He worked circles around me and the other young guys. His name was Bob. He wasn’t about frills or the latest thing. He was about hard work, showing us the way, and getting the job done. This Padrón is Bob.
Not a bad start to the year.
SMOKE TIME: 1 hr. 20 mins.
RATING: 3.5 / 4 - Old school rocks.
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