James Suckling
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The Sad Truth of It
Posted: 03:56 PM ET, January 24, 2008
Smoking outside is not what it’s cracked up to be! In fact, it mostly sucks at this time of year. I was thinking about this other night when I was smoking a 1995 Bolivar Belicoso Fino by the pool at my hotel in West Hollywood with a friend of mine. It’s cold in Los Angeles right now, and wet. It didn’t help that some gorilla-sized bouncer came up and threw us out. “Gentlemen, it’s time for you to finish up and go,” he said, looking like he was going to grab us by the collar and throw us on the street if we didn’t put out our smokes and down our drinks.
“Relax. Talk to the front desk. They know me here. Just give us a little more time to enjoy our smokes,” I said. The dude got pissed. It was only 10:05 and he gave me some B.S. about local noise ordinances. We did get 10 more minutes before we were forced to leave...
Service really stinks in Los Angeles. I can’t tell you how many times I have been abused by receptionists, waiters, parking valets—you name it. My only consolation is that they may never get the acting or music gig they think that they deserve because their attitude sucks. But that’s a different column. Let’s talk about smoking cigars.
We ended up sitting on my balcony, smoking and probably making more noise than sitting at the pool. We just quietly spoke about life and stuff brothers do. I was smoking and shivering at the same time. Granted, it was not like smoking outside in Paris before Christmas with a buddy on the terrace of a café with gas heaters blazing away. (I still remember the cream, cedar flavors of the Romeo & Julieta Short Churchill!) It was cold, even in the sunshine. My ass almost froze to the seat. My hands were blue holding the cigar.
I keep thinking about my poor cigar brothers in super cold places like New York, Moscow, Oslo and anywhere else threatened by ice and snow. You get the idea. They must freeze their asses off when they have to smoke a cigar! In addition, many great cigars go to waste when you smoke out in the bad weather. For example, a subtle smoke like the aged BB loses some of its quality, as the perfumed smoke and flavors fly out in the open air. I kept wondering how much better the cigar would have been if I could have smoked inside. I even looked longingly at the partygoers in the bar of the hotel. I felt like a stray cat wanting to come in to sit next to a warm heater.
Alas, we are cigar smokers. And it’s the best we can do now under the circumstances in many places in the world, even our own houses for some.
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User Name: Marc Ille, Danville California Posted: 08:45 PM ET, January 24, 2008
Amen James! I live in Northern California. This time of the year it is a real challenge to enjoy my one premium cigar a day. I work late and fortunately have a 50-minute or so commute. On my way home I enjoy my music and cigar in the confines of my vehicle without anyone else to bother me. The only drawback is the absence of a snifter of Blue Label or other premium spirit. My weekend alternative in the cold sucks; however it gets me by. Late at night after everyone is in bed, I light the fireplace and park myself right beside it. I can enjoy my cigar with a drink and watch the smoke run up the chimney. My wife is none the wiser. I grew up in a house that was blessed with the aroma of good cigar smoke. My dad is 80 and still enjoys 1 or 2 cigars a day. The highlight of this last year for me was visiting him for his 80th birthday and enjoying cigars together in the comfort of his own home the way it should be. What great memories moments like that make. Better memories than freezing your nards off rushing through a great smoke just to get out of the cold. Marc- Danville, CA