This love story started countless cigars ago…
Never having been much of a smoker, it was the last thing I expected.
The odd cigarette here and there at the generous behest of a friend - once a glass or two down - sure, why not.
Then one faithful trip to sin city… that’s right, Las Vegas… The doors to the glorious world of cigars were blown wide open.
What I expected to be a one night stand, turned into so much more.
Few things in life can birth dynamic experience and blissfulness into existence in absolute silence; certainly nothing does it quite like the magic of a good cigar.
The cut, the toast, the first draw, the smoke, the ritual, the stoppage of time, the ascension, the final draw, the bittersweet goodbye…
The thoughts and memories merge with your future, making you more of what you are. You know you’ll be back and you begin to cherish the time in between just as much as the time that your lips touch magic - for one cannot exist without the other. To deepen your appreciation, you must go without - but not for too long, lest you forget!
If you have found yourself here you may have experienced the same.
Welcome to Cigar Letters, I wouldn’t call them love letters… But it’s not far off.
Yours truly,
The Cigar Lover
Cigar Letters
Letter No.1