Twenty minutes into my smoking pleasure, my three-year-old appeared on the porch with one of the cigars in each hand, completely damaged and torn. I must say this was one of the richest and deepest-flavored cigars I'd ever experienced. I immediately placed 14 of the cigars in my humidor, opened a bottle of Samuel Adams and headed for the patio to experience one of these rare beauties. When I arrived home, I found my wife and two small children, ages three and 14 months, all enjoying an afternoon siesta. As I slowly opened the bag, I was delighted to set my eyes on 15 Partagas 150th Anniversary robusto-sized cigars. You can imagine how thrilled I was as I entered the humidor room to discover my name inscribed on a brown paper bag. Not only have I fallen in love, but I no longer smoke in secret.įollowing a wonderful Thanksgiving weekend, I decided to stop at my favorite tobacconist, Liberty Tobacco in San Diego

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