San Francisco: 47 °F.
Hong Kong: 86 °F.
Singapore: 85 °F.
London: 60 °F.
Antwerp: 70 °F.
Schleswig Holstein: 65 °F.
There was a cold wind in San Francisco.
I wish to register a complaint.
Pretty damn' beastly.
Two bowls. A lovely VaPer blend which the good doctor might enjoy, except that he's a monumental cheapskate, and begrudges the expense of tinned tobaccos. Until recently he'd mix up his own from internet-bought bulk (two thirds McClelland red cake, one third McClelland black Virginia), but since the demise of an estimable company he has been bereft.
"What is left?" he asked.
"Nothing", I replied.
Nothing like it.
He's likable, a fine fellow, but miserly as all git-out.
It would be pointless to steer him toward Greg Pease's Fillmore.
Which is splendid.
GLPEASE FILLMORE
"In the Scottish Tradition"
Red Virginias and Perique, light press, broken flake. You wouldn't call this a "ready rubbed" product, and it is moist in the tin. Like many concoctions with Perique it ages well, and benefits from airing for a few days after popping the lid. Rub it out beforehand, while it is still moist.
The smell of it from the pipe is angelic.
Almost sinfully degenerate.
Old-fashioned good.
There are several people in my circle of acquaintance who would not appreciate it, so I shan't ever recommend it to them.
It almost made the wind worthwhile.
After enjoying two bowls, on either end of a red meat snack at a nearby pub, I returned home. Had some tea before bed. Good evening.
TOBACCO INDEX
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