Date Added: Tuesday 07 June, 2016
Reviewed by Peter Nørgaard
It was one of the first balmy days of spring in frosty Denmark, and I was sitting on the porch after lunch debating which cigar to go with the gentle breeze and the leafy shadows playing on the grass. I chose a Punch Punch from the humidor - a corona gorda, which is a bit smaller size than I usually prefer. As regards the vitolas, I tend to be tempted by bombast. Large ring sizes, great length. But somehow, it seemed right for the smaller size to echo the small improvements of the thermometer.
First of the pleasures, the pre-lighting aroma. None of the dreaded (by me) animal odours, but fresh, crisp, oaky tobacco smells, combined with a tang of liquorice root. Then, the feel. The construction of the cigar was perfect - supple, but not soft, and easy to cut.
Then, the sight. Though the wrapper was not entirely free from veins - it was, after all, a cigar leaf, not a printed piece of paper - it was aesthetically pleasing, medium brown, slightly red-tinged. The lighting went well; tight, grayish-white ash formed, and the flavours began. The draw was