Lately I’ve noticed a ton of old, classic toys have returned....complete with retro-packaging hearkening back to the days they were first released. The Easy-Bake Oven. The Music Box Teaching Clock. The Two Tune TV. These were awesome toys. At first glance, they may not seem like a lot of fun compared to the toys youngsters are spoiled with these days....but I’ll be damned if I am not a sucker for classics.
Fast forward to yesterday. I received an email from a Mr. Murphy, reminding me that it’s been some time since my last review. Seems to be a theme of mine as of late. Anyway, I promised him a review, forgot, and started thinking again – for some odd reason – about these classic toys. This afternoon, it hit me....why not review a cigar I’ve burned through dozens of over the past few months. One that encompasses this very classic feel. That said, I pulled a Morro Castle out of my desktop and fired’er up.
Morro Castle defines classic. The band is beautiful. A gorgeous, gold-embellished piece of art that looks familiar at a glance, but is anything but ordinary. Then there’s the image. An impressive portrayal of the historical light tower of Morro Castle – Castillo de los Tres Reyes Magos del Morro – guarding the entrance to Havana bay in Havana, Cuba. Beautiful....something I’ve seen a thousand times before but never done quite this well. Finally, the wrapper leaf. An absolutely scrumptious looking Sumatra sun-grown leaf from Ecuador with deep colors, tons of oils, and a slightly reddish-hue that screams old world. Ahhh....nothing – and I mean nothing – beats the feeling of nostalgia when lighting up a good cigar.
That promise of nostalgia, Morro Castle delivers. The cigar opens with a bang, thanks to the Cuban-seed blend of aged Nicaraguan and Honduran tobaccos inside. The tingly on my palate is a sign of quality, aged ligeros expertly blended and tamed by softer, sweeter leaves within. The smoke is creamy and heavy, like a velvet blanket on my taste buds leaving behind a long and luxurious finish. Oak dominates and soothes my senses when combined with the warm, toasty aroma – and shortly after the initial light this oaky influence bids the gentle spices adieu, but welcomes a soothing series of nuts and coffee as it gradually enters the bouquet. These flavors remain constant through the second third of the cigar, just as things start to heat up and the flavors become richer in character. The finale is eventful, and rolling the smoke around in my mouth for a bit before exhaling tells me there’s a lot going on beneath this lovely wrapper, especially towards the end. Then, just as I think the cigar is finished, a spice sneaks its way back into the aftertaste – a fitting and surprising ending. Almost as surprising as the mellow, medium-bodied strength of this complex cigar.
Nostalgia. Me likey. I’ll be back for more very soon.