Casa Buena

Smoked a huge fat cigar Saturday night from the Canary Islands. Wasn’t the strongest tasting thing you would ever get between your fingers but it got shorter with minimal effort, needed no reminder of what fire looked and felt like and was an all round pleasant experience (admittedly aided by its friend Mr Single Malt). Neither did I have any regrets late at night or Sunday morning, which considering this sucker’s size (as I already alluded, it was big and fat) was not a gimme.