Monday, October 27, 2008


One of the tobaccos which has disappeared from the American market, and probably everywhere else too, is Dunhill's Durbar Mixture. It was only available again for a few brief years, before being finally discontinued during the British-American Tobacco big temper tantrum of 2006, when B.A.T. picked a fight with the company to whom that they had farmed-out manufacture of the Dunhill blends.

Might as well make y'all jealous by mentioning that I have over eighty tins of it socked away. As far as Dunhill tobaccos are concerned, I won't be running out any time soon.


Made in the U.K. in association with Dunhill Tobacco of London
Hand Blended

Qua appearance, it is composed of small shreds in a range of browns. The tin aroma is very Oriental, with a slight hint of fermented sweetness. The taste proves the Turkish content, the sweetness suggests that there may be a touch of Perique in here as well. Whatever Latakia is present is restrained.

It is nicely unbalanced, rich and veering toward an excess of resinous Anatolian leaf (or is it Smyrna?), but not as depraved as the Presbyterian Mixture. Reminiscent of Balkan Sobranie, but sweeter, and less smoky. Definitely a product for the man who likes Orientals.

Think of a pretty young teenager in a light summer dress, all fresh and sparkly and soft.
But there is something else about her - she moves in a way that suggests maturity, and she's spending far too much time with the Wong boys..... Did she just smile at the younger one? Sweetie, I think it's time for a chaperone. And tell her to put on a cardigan - her lacy edgings are visible.

Contradictorily, if you like this mixture, you can't wait for summer to end. It is suited to Autumn. Last week it was much too warm in San Francisco, but yesterday and today have been foggy and considerably cooler. Even chilly enough to bring a blush to pretty golden cheeks.

In short, this tobacco is just about peachy.


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Spiros said...

Curiously enough, jealousy is not predominant amongst my feelings in learning that you have 80+ tins of Durbar Mixture. Oddly, the knowledge that you have said tins stirs in me absolutely no feelings whatsoever.

Anonymous said...

Spiros-bhai. I am sad for you. You have no dreams.
How very very very sad.

---Grant Patel

Anonymous said...

Do you at least have an Oriental teenager?

Or merely an empty pair of panties, still fragrant to remind you of something?

---Grant Patel

Anonymous said...

I'm not a smoker
It is an interesting thought
behind their smoke...


not that I am critical

for I too

like to envisage


though I manage without the aid of

maybe I'm missing something or maybe not
despite TV ads - as far as I have established -

pipe + girly = Lesbian
lesbian + male & pipe = much smoke no fire


The back of the hill said...

No mistake - that's why Virginia is often blonde, nicotine is a lady, and Latakia is one's dark mistress.

Flake and twist, of course, are soft on sailors.

Tobacco and erotic imagery go hand in hand. Or hand somewhere.

Anonymous said...

Girlies! Pretty leeltle girlies! No wonder tobacco addicts. You all can't help yourselves. You want to stay warm on cold nights. Clutching knuffles, lighting fires.

It explains why you left your frigid wastelands and despoiled the tropics. Girlies. And somewhere warm.

---Grant Eskimo

Anonymous said...

Good lord, I need to winkle a Scotswoman!

Yum yum - Presbyterian Mixture said...

For true perversion, visit this link:


Birchings, and girlies and Scots men of God oh my.

William P. Solomon said...

Spankings on the juicy pinks!
oh my word!.

I am moist within my cassock!

Delicous, juicy, over the hedge, and totally spanking!


Dr. Hoopton said...

Do NOT smoke it at the local tobacco store.
They don't like smokers there no more.

No smoking at a tobacco store. Who would ever have imagined that?

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