I know, I know, it's been three months since I've made a blog posting. So sue me. Now that we've got that out of the way, let's recap what happened today at The Tobacco Hut. Who were the regulars in attendance and what fun banter was exchanged?
Here's the entire list of Saturday regulars and semi-regulars who were in attendance: Me. That's it. No Joe K, no Peter G, no Steve B, no Barry C, no Tom L, no Paul V, no Scott R (correction - according to Lou, Scott stopped by in the morning for a smoke but, alas, he had left before I arrived), no Ed B, no Vic (although I think he's gone back to New York so I guess he's off the hook), no James K (although I suppose living in Atlanta excuses him, but he could have at least made his usual harassing phone call), no Sue Ann, no Darryl G, and no Mike G (is it really *that* far from Tennessee to join us for a Saturday smoke once in awhile?)
Fortunately we had a steady stream of other customers, although no one stayed to enjoy their purchases. At 2 o'clock, Lou turned the TV to some golf tournament which was sheer torture for me. Unfortunately, without other folks to converse with, all my attention was reluctantly focused on the TV. I think I learned more about golf in those several hours than in the previous several decades.
I did, however, thoroughly enjoy my pipeful of Tinder Box Reserve 1928. It smoked beautifully all the way down to a fine ash in the Winslow Crown Viking I purchased from Lou a couple years ago. It's a wonderful, medium-sized freehand, partly rusticated. Lou has one remaining freehand that I might just have to buy - don't tell Paula.
In two weeks - May 22nd - Lou is hosting an Oliva tasting. Mark it on your calendars and all will be forgiven if you're able to make it. I also pledge to be better about writing the blog. Deal?
By the way, as many of you know, I design websites on the side. Here's my recently completed site for the company Peter G works for, Amen Air. Check it out!