The Sarge’s Corner

There are places in this world that leave an impression long after you’ve returned home. Sometimes it’s the architecture, sometimes the people, and sometimes it’s simply the atmosphere. The sights, the sounds, the little details that somehow manage to find a permanent residence in your memory. Monaco is one of …

There is something about Halloween that brings out the mischievous side of people. The decorations come out, the costumes get ridiculous, and perfectly respectable adults suddenly find themselves purchasing things simply because they look entertaining. Apparently, the cigar industry isn’t immune to the festivities either. Enter the Alec Bradley Black …

There are cigars you smoke for their flavor. Others for their craftsmanship. Some become favorites because they deliver exactly what you expect, every single time. And then there are those rare cigars that take you somewhere you never intended to go. The Protocol Phoebe Couzins Maduro Toro did exactly that. What started …

There are certain sounds you expect when working on a boat. Water moving against the hull. A pump kicking on. Tools hitting the deck. Maybe a few choice words when a bolt refuses to cooperate. What you don’t expect is evidence that somebody else has been enjoying your boat while …

Some cigars are good. Some are excellent. Every once in a while, however, you light a cigar that catches you at precisely the right moment—and for the next hour or two, everything else becomes quiet. HOADU did that to me. I came into this cigar after a long, rough week. …

Some cigars demand an occasion. Others simply find their way into one. This particular evening wasn’t about celebration, contemplation, or chasing some spectacular sunset. It was maintenance night in the Cave—one of those routines I’ve followed for years. Weapons out. Cleaning cloths on the table. A little oil. Inspection. Wipe down. …

There are cigar names that feel like marketing, and then there are cigars that somehow find themselves in exactly the environment they were meant for. ADVentura Blackfin’s Parlay found me aboard The Reel Paws on a Saturday morning, cruising the Fort Lauderdale Intracoastal with Stacey beside me, Saber along for the adventure, …

There are cigars you buy because of the wrapper. There are cigars you chase because of the blender, the rarity, the reputation, or some ridiculous score printed beside the price tag. And then, every once in a great while, you choose a cigar for a completely ordinary reason—and life gives …

There are cigars you light because you have an hour to kill. Then there are cigars that somehow seem to arrive at exactly the right moment. The Room101 17th Anniversary was the latter. I had just finished working Saber at the park. It had been a productive session—sit, stay, recall, …

Before I lit the Dunbarton Sobremesa Tapa Negra, I had already made up my mind about the evening. It was my birthday. And in my opinion, birthdays are largely overrated. At fifty-four, they become less about candles and more about gratitude. Another lap around the sun. Another page on the …