I’ll admit to having some vices. Smoking cigars is not one of them.
That said, I’ve always been intrigued by cigars. The leather couches, the Scotch, relaxing with friends while channeling your inner Tony Soprano… cigars couldn’t be cooler.
Or at least that’s how I felt until I tried my first Cuban cigar in Montreal. I had no idea how much went into selecting one, not to mention the technique for lighting and smoking it. I hoped to feel powerful and sexy, like Madonna or something! I think I need a little more practice.
At any rate, it was really enjoyable. I completely get how an occasional cigar could be a lot of fun. Maybe on the balcony of your hotel room after a long day at the beach, with a nice rum cocktail in hand, watching the sun set over the ocean. That sounds like a slice of heaven.