I stepped out my door this morning and was greeted by the dark cold. The air was chilly enough to make my breath visible—it looked like I was having a Cohiba before breakfast. Fall is here in the northeast.
I think about the weather on occasion, but it's always on the mind of cigar guys like Eric Newman, the president of Tampa's J.C. Newman Cigar Co. When he asked "How's the weather?" over the phone last week, he wasn't making idle conversation, but looking for business insight.
Twenty-five years of anything calls for celebration, for a quarter century is a major milestone. In the world of weddings, tradition dictates that it be honored with a gift of silver. For Davidoff, that benchmark was celebrated with cigars.
I was filling out paperwork for a doctor's visit and I came to the question about smoking. This is typically a complicated answer on my part, and I bet, on yours as well.
The usual boilerplate is written something like this:
Team Cigar Aficionado is here in hot Las Vegas at the annual IPCPR trade show, where cigar companies unveil their latest creations for the retailers in attendance. For us at the magazine, we get a chance to meet with the players—major and minor—in the premium cigar business and test out their newest smokes.
My Sunday began with a 4 a.m. wakeup call to make a bright and early flight from New York to Vegas. It’s a weekend, but today is a workday. After a five-hour flight I zipped straight to the Venetian Hotel and Casino, threw down my bags in the room and grabbed a cup of coffee as I walked to the Sands Convention Center. It was going to be a busy day.
Do you like broadleaf tobacco? I cut my teeth on the stuff back in the day, puffing away on homely but tasty Muniemaker Breva 100s when I was in college. The cigars, then and now, were machine-made, but contained only tobacco. And they were wrapped with dark, rugged leaves of Connecticut broadleaf.
New York City's most recent mayors have had a love/hate affair with cigars. Former Mayor Rudolph W. Giuliani is a passionate cigar smoker. He graced the cover of Cigar Aficionado magazine in December 2001, is a regular at our Night to Remember dinner and has spoken repeatedly about the rights of cigar smokers. Current Mayor Michael Bloomberg couldn't be more the opposite, having initiated the New York City smoking ban and making move after move to make buying and smoking cigars increasingly difficult in the city that never sleeps.
A luxury suite at Yankee Stadium. Your own barrel of George Dickel whiskey. The chance to meet golfing legends Nick Faldo and Tony Jacklin. A humidor representing 120 hours of painstaking labor. A dinner with legends of wine and cigars.
If you read this blog and visit this website on a regular basis, I bet you know the terms IPCPR, CRA and CAA. But how about TAA?
TAA stands for the Tobacconists' Association of America, a group of high-end cigar shops in the United States. The group is meant as a supplement, rather than a replacement, to the main organization of U.S. cigar shops—the International Premium Cigar & Pipe Retailers (IPCPR). Every TAA member that I know is also a member of the IPCPR. But where the latter group's annual get-together is all about a high-energy, very hectic trade show spread over a group of days, the annual TAA meeting is a far more laid-back affair.
I hope you’re smoking a handmade cigar as you read this blog. You know that the robusto, corona gorda or perfecto that you’re puffing was made by hand, but you might not have a full idea of just how much hand labor went into its creation. And I bet you didn’t realize that the hand labor started long before the cigar was a cigar.
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