Out of the Humidor
From the Print Edition:
Orlando Hernandez, Mar/Apr 99
As I sat down to read the December issue I noticed something about the "Out of the Humidor" section. A lot of the letters sounded like complaints. What about all the good times and memories? Well, I had a day which I feel worthy of this topic.
My girlfriend, Kimberly, and I wanted to go to Vermont to see the fall foliage and enjoy a day away from home. So on a Saturday morning we hopped in a car and headed north. We arrived in Vermont and drove to the top of Hogback Moun-tain. Words cannot explain the magnificent view. The only thing that could have made it better was to have had a cigar. I, however, left home without one. This would be a lesson learned.
After doing a little shopping at the mountaintop store, we headed down the mountain to see what we could find.
Now in Massachusetts, on the Mohawk Trail, we found a little country store with not only hot apple cider on tap but with the aroma of baking apple pies filling the air. And of course, nearby was another magnificent view.
As the day turned to evening, we headed home to Connec-ticut and stopped at my place to get one of my previously forgotten cigars, and then turned off to Old New Haven, a restaurant that we visit often to enjoy some good food. I followed my dinner with an Astral given to me by my father. Kimberly enjoyed the Black Forest cake. I was nearing the end of my cigar and our day together was coming to a close. Back at my place, I found the December issue of Cigar Aficionado in my mailbox and I spent the rest of my evening reading it cover to cover.
It was the perfect day and a wonderful evening, the kind of day that memories are made of. I can only hope for a few more days like that one.
Jarrett J. Rousseau
New Haven, Connecticut
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