Happy New Year, everybody! I hope the upcoming New Year (or passed New Year for some of you) finds you in the best of wealth, health and spirits! By wealth, I mean to be in the company of your best friends. By health, I mean to be able to enjoy their company and a good pipe or cigar. And by spirits, I mean with a cup of the finest liquor, your means can afford, in your hand and at your lips.
Should auld acquaintance be forgot? I should hope not! To all my friends, both old and new, both close and estranged, you are in my thoughts tonight.
Let me tell you why you are in my thoughts tonight. Well, when I wrote this review about 10 or 11 days ago my site stats had gone from a measly eight views in August, to 214 views in September, to 1139 views in the first 20 days of December. A total of 2207 views over the course of my site’s history, meaning there was more views and the month of December and there was in the entire history of the site before that. I had over 50 votes in the first “Pick Your Reviews” poll, and over 75 votes in the “Pick Your Reviews, the Sequel”. These votes lead to eight reviews, including this one, and the second poll will provide many more. The “Rate the Reviewer” poll lead to 17 votes, on a scale of 1 to 5, 1 vote at 3 (Average), and 8 votes each for 4 (Good) and 5 (Great). All of this tells me that I’m doing a good job at my hobby, and that all of you find me both entertaining and informative. And for that I’m thankful.
So, before I get all misty eyed and choked up, I’ll get on with the review.
When I opened the tin of Peterson Special Reserve 2013, I was greeted with a very delicate fruity smell, and a carefully folded cellophane bag with the words “Limited Edition” in gold writing all it. The bag had been carefully sealed with a gold sticker. I was not prepared for the rich, fruity potpourri like smell that wafted from the cellophane bag when it was unsealed. The smell was like a peach pie, thick and syrupy.
The tobacco was altogether too moist to load in my pipe, and I had to let it air for about half an hour before I could smoke it. Not that this was really a bad thing, as even in the small amount that took out to air, the smell permeated the room with the heavenly tin note.
I smoked a bowl in both my Missouri Meerschaum Legend and my Brigham Voyageur 103, and found that smoked better in the briar (do you think Peterson might have an agenda).
In the smaller bowled Legend the tobacco seemed to burn hotter than in the broader bowled Voyageur, and thus there was considerably more tongue bite in the cob.
For an aromatic, the taste is amazing. The naturally sweet Virginias, are mellowed by the Cavendish, and cased harmoniously in passion fruit and peach flavoring. And the room note is something that even your in-laws would be delighted to smell.
Like most aromatics, the bowl got a little wet and gurgly near the end, in both pipes, and left a wet plug of dottle.
Overall, as a heavily topped aromatic, it is not something I would regularly smoke. However, that being said, I may try to get my hands on a few more tins of it, and I am looking forward to aging this one for some time, which should do it good as a Virginia based tobacco. It is something I would smoke on special occasions, especially if I were expecting company.
As a parting note, “And there’s a hand my trusty friend! And give us a hand o’ thine! And we’ll take a right good-will draught, for auld lang syne.”
Smoke ‘em if you got ‘em!