Coals to Newcastle in Cuba
From the Print Edition:
Kevin Costner, July/August 2008
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"Cuban tobacco can be the best in the world," says Orlando. "There's nothing like it. Just like the pig we had for lunch today from your farm. Nothing tastes better."
"That's too nice, my friend," says Alejandro, still looking at the Padrón cigar after taking a puff. "But you know, what would be better would be you using my wrapper on your cigar."
"Yes. That is an interesting idea," says Orlando. "And what would make your cigars better would be my rollers making your cigars."
"Let's make some cigars together, then," says Alejandro.
"Yes. Let's make some cigars together," says Orlando.
And the afternoon of smoking and talking would continue, perhaps even late into the night.
Tastes aside, there's nothing better than smoking a cigar with a Cuban. Tobacco is in their blood. It's part of their soul. It's a religion on the island. And thinking back to my paranoia about bringing a box of Padróns to Havana, I think those customs officers wouldn't have done a thing if they found them. They probably just would have been curious how the cigars smoked. Hell. If they asked, I would have given them one, even two.
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