I posted this to the what are you smoking post but figured I would leave it as a review because I have been meaning to review this tobacco for some time now. If you are into complex oriental/light English, I suggest you pick up a tin for those moments when you want to sit down and do nothing but smoke a pipe while you smoke your pipe.
Cheers.
P.
Whoah...that McClelland Oriental #8 (green tins) in Dunhill Shell Quaint turned out to be one of those legendary smokes. You know, one of those ones that stands out even amongst other perfect smokes. The tobacco had been left out to dry (as if drying anything thoroughly in Nova Scotia air is ever possible.) for 3 days. I rubbed it till it was like crumble cake, gravity filled the pipe, topped with some dust and a light push of the thumb, charred and set out for a walk. I find this tobacco tastes terrible when over heated so I return due to wind off the harbour. A quick sip of the dregs from todays recently retired margarita shaker, Jet Li's Hero loaded in the DVD player, feet up, char, sit back and prepare for glory. First few puffs have DGT Va effects of burnt sugar and the oriental spicey sweet medicine seems to be coated in the honey of the burnt sugar of the Va...it is tasted with every puff. The harder you puff the more thick the Va gets and the sharper the spice from the orientals is. The spice seems to be cinnamon and clove with a bit of cumin and roasted orange peel. When you slow down and puff easily or even breath smoke, the spice does not go away but softens as does the Va to now deliver soft sugar and cooked oats. The spice being more mellow now with out the cumin, tastes of cinnamon and just a bit of clove but the orange peel flavour persists. Soft slow smoking seems to make the whole thing turn to more of a heavily buttered cinnamon raisin toast. The bit of latakia that always remians in the background doesn't yield camp fire effects, yet adds more of a roasted flavour to the whole presentation. As the 1 1/2 hour smoke comes to a final rest, a charcoal incense flavour begins to wrap the cinnamon toast and the orange peel flavour gets stronger. I am detecting a very very sweet smell in the air from the current smoke being generated by my pipe. I mean like perfume sweet. It goes out, and I am left with the taste of fine incense and orange cinnamon toast in my mouth and that last second blast of perfume is stuck to my clothes and hair. I will not soon forget this smoke.
Cheers.
P.
Whoah...that McClelland Oriental #8 (green tins) in Dunhill Shell Quaint turned out to be one of those legendary smokes. You know, one of those ones that stands out even amongst other perfect smokes. The tobacco had been left out to dry (as if drying anything thoroughly in Nova Scotia air is ever possible.) for 3 days. I rubbed it till it was like crumble cake, gravity filled the pipe, topped with some dust and a light push of the thumb, charred and set out for a walk. I find this tobacco tastes terrible when over heated so I return due to wind off the harbour. A quick sip of the dregs from todays recently retired margarita shaker, Jet Li's Hero loaded in the DVD player, feet up, char, sit back and prepare for glory. First few puffs have DGT Va effects of burnt sugar and the oriental spicey sweet medicine seems to be coated in the honey of the burnt sugar of the Va...it is tasted with every puff. The harder you puff the more thick the Va gets and the sharper the spice from the orientals is. The spice seems to be cinnamon and clove with a bit of cumin and roasted orange peel. When you slow down and puff easily or even breath smoke, the spice does not go away but softens as does the Va to now deliver soft sugar and cooked oats. The spice being more mellow now with out the cumin, tastes of cinnamon and just a bit of clove but the orange peel flavour persists. Soft slow smoking seems to make the whole thing turn to more of a heavily buttered cinnamon raisin toast. The bit of latakia that always remians in the background doesn't yield camp fire effects, yet adds more of a roasted flavour to the whole presentation. As the 1 1/2 hour smoke comes to a final rest, a charcoal incense flavour begins to wrap the cinnamon toast and the orange peel flavour gets stronger. I am detecting a very very sweet smell in the air from the current smoke being generated by my pipe. I mean like perfume sweet. It goes out, and I am left with the taste of fine incense and orange cinnamon toast in my mouth and that last second blast of perfume is stuck to my clothes and hair. I will not soon forget this smoke.
