There’s a moment in summer—sun low, drink in hand—when a man wants flavor, not flash. That’s where this cigar lives. Wrapped in bold, sungrown Corojo from Jalapa—Cuban seed, medium priming—it delivers milk chocolate, cream, and a touch of baker’s spice. Richer than a Connecticut, smoother than a Maduro.
Six-inch torpedoes, 52-ring gauge. Rolled for those who know balance is the real luxury.
No middlemen. No fluff. Just five damn good cigars for $29.95.