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< Back to Staff ReviewsLiga Privada H99 Churrasco - It's Meaty!
Liga Privada H99 Churrasco. Delivered in a 6” x 50 box-pressed toro, Churrasco lands in the hand with the confidence of a steakhouse waiter who already knows what you’re ordering, and who can blame it whilst adorning the name Liga Privada. Heavy. Dense. Absolutely stuffed to the gills. I’ll admit, I braced myself for the dreaded tight draw - the cigar equivalent of trying to drink a milkshake through a coffee stirrer. But fear not. A few draws in and it opens up for a perfect puff.
The opening notes lean rustic: hay, barnyard, and a sweet spice that hangs around on the tongue. It’s earthy but polite - boots on, hat tipped. About a half inch in, things take a turn. The hay packs up and leaves town, the spice politely excuses itself, and suddenly we’re in dessert territory. Sweetness takes center stage, with creamy, vanilla bean-esque notes that feel more pastry shop than pasture.
From there on out, the H99 Churrasco cruises. It stays smooth, composed, and remarkably well-behaved. The spice never really makes a comeback, and the cigar never flexes harder than it needs to. For a Liga Privada, this is downright approachable - no chest-thumping, no palate punishment, just a medium-bodied, refined smoke that knows not every conversation needs to be shouted. The box-press shines, in both mouthfeel and performance. A few touchups were required, but nothing to fuss about.
In short: H99 Churrasco is Liga Privada wearing a silk shirt instead of a leather jacket...and it pulls it off beautifully.
Uncut. Uncompromising.
Unlike some of the guys around here, I don’t have a cigar lit at all times of the day. A few of the clowns around here burn ‘em like they’re going out of style. But when I light up a cigar, I want to make sure I’ve got the time to savor and enjoy it. Plus, my personal preference is for full-bodied, powerhouse sticks. And they taste so much better when the sun’s down, and there’s a beer in my hand.
So, without further delay, let me review for you all one of my go-to, end-of-the-day blends: Diesel Uncut. If you've experienced Diesel before, you know this brand is 100% beef. The regular Diesel is a dynamite stick overflowing with flavors, and one that I’ve burnt countless times. With Diesel Uncut, famed blender A.J. Fernandez promised even more undiluted flavor, and the dress mazo packaging style keeps these sticks priced low. A winning combination so far.
But how do you turn the dial up even further on a high-octane blend like Diesel? Well with Uncut, AJ employs a rich Pennsylvania Broadleaf wrapper over a robust mix of Nicaraguan binder and long-filler. The wrapper has a slight shimmer of oil, and is a gorgeous warm brown color throughout. In less artsy terms: this thing looks like a friggin’ chocolate bar, and I want to tear into it.
Lighting it up, I’m never disappointed. The “uncut” foot at the end gives you a blast of the wrapper flavor as you put it to torch. It’s loaded with chocolate, dark espresso, and cedar, like any good maduro should be. As you get into the cigar, you get more black pepper and the cigar builds in strength. This is one you can easily burn your fingers on as you puff away down to the nub.
Now, as much as I love Diesel Uncut, no cigar is perfect. My complaints here are relatively minor: I wish there was a longer vitola, like a Churchill. The Toro is delicious, and I’d love to see what an extra inch or so could bring to the table. The only other thing I want to make clear is that this cigar’s got a real kick in flavor and strength. It’s great if that’s what you’re looking for (which I am), but this is definitely not a cigar to enter on an empty stomach.
Alright, I’ve droned on long enough. If this sounds good to you, I’d highly recommend a mazo of the Toros. If it doesn’t sound like your cup of tea, leave ‘em all to me. Not gonna hurt my feelings.