Date Added: Friday 17 November, 2017
Just had my second MMB. Boy did it take me back to a proper time, after 'Nam
and we were sent into Africa to hunt down and "deal" with poachers and drug
runners. When we got back to the camp, the six of us would sit round the
fire, the Huey , Patrols and Landcruisers glinting and reflecting the fire
light, the smell of damp heavy canvas from the still steaming tents. It
gets dark quickly and early in Africa, a ink blue canopy of the universe
studded by diamonds over our heads, our wonderful "boys" would have given us
dinner and we fat just chewing the fat about this and that, close by we
could hear the big male bull elephants almost grumbling their approval, as
they recover from their hang over from too many fermenting Amarula fruit...
hyenas calling to each other. The booze would come out and so would the
cigars..big American cigars, proper cigars, full of scent and smoke which
blended well with my Bourbon......
The MMB? A sensational cigar. There are two major prerequisites for this
superb cigar:- Teeth and time. This cigar is big and wide, you need to