I had another Indian Tabac super fuerte robusto again last night, and darned if this isn't a cracklin' good little cigar. 40 minutes of easy-drawing, good burning, smoke producing pleasure. I don't understand why so many of the reviews I've encountered on the web (via google searches and customer ratings at online cigar sellers) have been unfavorable.
I've had three of these, and they've all been great. For two bucks, you can't beat the quality of the experience. The flavor mix puts me in mind of tortilla chips, pimentos, sesame and red pepper, all consumed while riding across a powdery brown clay desert in a Conestoga wagon with an Ennio Morricio harmonica theme playing in the background and natives in full headress gazing down solemnly from the cliffs above. And in the morning, you wake up to scorching hot campfire-brewed coffee, smoke in your hair, your pistol-packing mama already up and at 'em, rustling up some grub.
Not to self: Ignore the cigar reviews. At some point, you've got to start making up your own mind.
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