tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7456684669972863542024-03-12T16:51:19.378-07:00Pipe ReflectionsAn exploration of the joys of Pipes and Pipe TobaccoBradley W. Mastonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12377591854417834617noreply@blogger.comBlogger73125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-745668466997286354.post-22700626220064825192019-09-02T21:06:00.000-07:002019-09-02T21:06:16.193-07:00Some Good Tobacco, Some Bad Tobacco, and Some to ComeI have had the opportunity to enjoy more. Enjoying more tobacco is always good. A brief perusal of these articles will make it abundantly clear that I am no snob. I simply love simple tobacco. The interesting thing is the over the counter blends, and old American standbys are really not significantly cheaper, pound-for-pound than many "premium blends". That means if you smoke Carter Hall, and I do, then you do it because it is easy on the palate rather than the wallet. Nevertheless, those simple old standbys and classics that never seem to let you down do tend to be a bit monochromatic. The minute I think that I am done going for the more upper-crust blends something happens. I find and old tin that I had cellared, or I get an itch that can only be scratched by a good healthy dose of perique or latakia. So it is...<br />
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I was enjoying some smoker friendly cherry blend, and some Captain Black Dark. These blends were very clearly the chemically treated simple experience they always are. They were not amazing, nor were they terrible. The Cherry was the surprise...it smoked cool and long and was not overbearing on the cherry flavoring. Really nice, right over the plate, good tobacco. The Captian Black Dark I think should just be called CB Extra. It is everything that I expect out of the White with just a bit more. More of the vanilla, more of the CB experience, but it did bite me. Almost every time. <br />
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All this was going along just fine...until my day off. I found an older cellared tin of the last few bowls of Kajun Kake by C&D's. That started off my smoky day with a reminder that my OTC blends are good...but there is a difference. That bowl got me going onto a Briar Fox. The burley in that blend is something that is absolutely amazing. Then a bowl of the cherry, just to be sure that I wasn't hallucinating the difference of depth. I was not. Heading into the evening, after the kids went down, I had a long chat with a friend and had not less than four bowls (smaller, clay pipe bowls) of Rattray's Black Mallory. There is something magical about ending the day with Latakia...and a lotta Latakia is the best. This caused me to order some Old Tartan (H&H) and Star of the East (C&D) because I clearly need some variety in my pipe world.<br />
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The moral of the story. I love to smoke my pipe. I really enjoy each tobacco for what it offers. I read a lovely review of an aromatic tobacco on Tobacco Reviews.com. It was pointing out how unfair it is that the English smokers will criticize a blend just because it is an aromatic. They knew what it was when they ordered it, and it is fine not to like a blend, but you have to be even-handed enough to criticize a blend for what it is trying to accomplish. That is where each blend shines - once you know what the blend is for you can know how to enjoy it...and if it was even made for you! Fortunately, I find that most tobaccos were made for me to enjoy and that makes me very glad.Bradley W. Mastonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12377591854417834617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-745668466997286354.post-48016293801140353072016-06-16T20:01:00.001-07:002016-06-16T20:01:52.073-07:00Capstan BlueMost of my pipe pleasure has been found in Carter Hall of late. So simple, so satisfying. I never seem to tire of this magnificent all-day smoke. But there are those times when one wants a bit more complexity and distraction. <div><br></div><div>For this I have been turning to the blue tin of Capstan which sat on my shelf for the last two years or so. It is a lovely flake that fits in well with all of those good, honest tobaccos that offers a purity and goodness that I love in a pipe tobacco. It burns well and has a satisfying sweetness that draws me in beautifully. </div><div><br></div><div>Progressing into the bowl both weight and complexity increase. The blend gets more intense just as you would want a blend to become more intense. Like a casual acquaintance who becomes more interesting the longer you know him, this blend is not gaudy or insecure. It keeps me masterfully entertained throughout the smoke. </div><div><br></div><div>It finishes with a lovely flourish in which I always wind up trying a bit to hard to light the dottle. It is too satisfying to want another bowl but to satisfied to want to see the bowl end. This tobacco is lovely. </div>Bradley W. Mastonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12377591854417834617noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-745668466997286354.post-27298402745933631212015-10-06T09:56:00.000-07:002015-10-06T10:05:05.354-07:00A Moderate Success!The concept of "spin" seems to have caused most things to be described in the superlative. Everything in life seems to have become some kind of perverse sales affair. Not only is this true on the large commercial scale; but social media seems to have brought that concept down to the point of making it some sort of individual responsibility. It seems we are compelled by forces beyond our control to try and make all of our efforts and adventures out to be extraordinary. The trouble with this is quite apparent. <br />
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So this experiment was absolutely, totally, remarkably and amazingly: fine. I must admit I will likely not be buying another tin of Durbar. It claims to be for the "experienced pipe smoker", though it fails to tell us what experiences are required. I found this blend to be on my medium low end of preference. It was by no means painful to get through the tin, nor was it one I gave up on (as I did with Early Morning Pipe and Sweet Killarney). But it just didn't make it quite to the place of expectation that I have set with My Mixture 965, London Mixture, and Nightcap. Those blends never fail to blow me away. </div>
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Bradley W. Mastonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12377591854417834617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-745668466997286354.post-82933741566452027092015-09-24T11:53:00.001-07:002015-09-24T11:53:57.254-07:00The Distinguished Society of Fine GentlemenGreetings good lovers of the brier! While summer smoking ends and autumn smoking begins I wanted to draw your attention to a site for which I have written a guest article.<br />
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<a href="http://societyofgentlemen.org/">The Distinguished Society of Fine Gentlemen</a> is a fine group of men who are pursuing the worthy endeavors of cultivating the finer tastes as well as supporting a more civilized, polite and caring world. I highly recommend looking into their material as well as considering the pursuit of beginning a chapter among your own circle of smoking friends. If pursued with sincerity I believe this pursuit will improve your life, your relationships and the world in which you have influence. Bradley W. Mastonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12377591854417834617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-745668466997286354.post-19375645147177063212015-07-29T18:56:00.001-07:002015-07-29T18:56:23.184-07:00New Pipes and New Tobaccos<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkCM9bYB0VlcxEoZ3r1ou5PsLTFON2fm72DfWgiZUge4ZjKQpFqoYxnT5hyphenhyphenBeo_uhbFBi9MwDwvGs-tvDKjOdlgsUftj0WOYSEFgMGe8UG0ae6V57oSIv_oOURiCgyGHrmn27_-YCLIbY/s640/blogger-image-1900446070.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkCM9bYB0VlcxEoZ3r1ou5PsLTFON2fm72DfWgiZUge4ZjKQpFqoYxnT5hyphenhyphenBeo_uhbFBi9MwDwvGs-tvDKjOdlgsUftj0WOYSEFgMGe8UG0ae6V57oSIv_oOURiCgyGHrmn27_-YCLIbY/s640/blogger-image-1900446070.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I have tried this experiment before. I enjoyed it thoroughly and have decided to repeat it. The experiment? I'm glad you asked. The goal is to go deep wth a new tobacco. I found this fun shaped cob at a local tobacconist and I have been sitting on this tin of Dunhill Durbar for more than a year. The tin description reads as follows: "BLENDED FOR THE MORE EXPERIENCED AND MATURE PIPE TOBACCO SMOKER". I am unsure precisely what this means but I am excited. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Yet that still is not an experiment, is it? The experiment goes as follows. For the coming weeks I will smoke mostly this tobacco and I will only smoke it in this brand new cob. What is the point? Tobaccos are complex, they have personality and style. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">This is, for me, the equivalent of meeting a friend of a friend that you are fairly sure to like and then going on a long fishing trip with him. There can be bumps and bruises. You may find put quickly that this fellow has some strange character oddities, but commitment to delve deep brings results. I am excited to really dig in with this tobacco. I may even write about it. </div>Bradley W. Mastonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12377591854417834617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-745668466997286354.post-54509898655740415522015-05-12T15:03:00.000-07:002015-05-12T15:03:43.471-07:00Preferring the Pipe - Part IIIA pipe is a work of art. This has been previously mentioned in this series, but it must be more fully explained. <br />
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The right materials will bring about the best experience. They will look beautiful, when crafted with skill. Many pipe smokers can attest to the hours of pleasure they have recieved from examining pipe after pipe after pipe at a tobacconist, or at an online retailer. Shapes are considerd, and grain patterns are scrutinized. The best materials will also provide a smoking experience that is cool and dry, without gurgling or overheating to the discomfort of the hand. Some materials allow are affected by what is smoked in them and begin to provide a deliciously layered "seasoned" experince. Other materials give the smoker the purest "just the facts" view of the particularly tobacco.</div>
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Not only thisbut the shapes themselves are appealing. From soft curves to hard angles. From big bowls that almost take two hands to hold, to a tiny cup from which only a few sweet sips can be made before the experience has run its course. Some will argue for a favorite or best size of bowl, but not me. I like them all. Small, medium and large bowls all provide such wonderful experiences when they are treated properly, and they all offer different kinds of appreciation. For many collectors things will go in phases. Once drawn to bulldogs, then brought to a phase of looking at Canadians, then obsessed with apple shapes, it is difficult to imagine that a person could run out of new pipes to appreciate.</div>
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But many pipes may look the same, no two are. They all bring their own little nuances and personalities to the table. Thus the pipe I hold in my hand that came from a major manufacturerer is still very especially mine, and while strikingly similar to the uninformed a true pipe smoker will be able to pick his pipe out of a lineup of similar ones because of this lttle ding, or pecularity in the grain. Each pipe is much like a snowflake in its dear and subtle uniqueness. </div>
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Bradley W. Mastonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12377591854417834617noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-745668466997286354.post-35775300517318190192015-05-04T22:22:00.001-07:002015-05-08T12:55:43.888-07:00Preferring the Pipe - Part IIThe Art of Pipe Smoking<div><br></div><div>Why I prefer the pipe, first and foremost, is that it truly is a skill. There is a definite artistry to every aspect of pipe smoking. Some are meant to be evaluated in future articles. A pipe itself is a work of art. A functional and beautiful mix of design and purpose that far surpasses most other tools and vessels of pleasure (save perhaps a well crafted tea-pot). A tobacco blend is no less an artisitic affair. Taking just the right tobaccos, treated in just the right way to fit a specific mood, or a specific taste profile would sent most "foodies" to a state of madness for the amount of effort that has to go into a truly great blend. But, I only apprecaite those artistic sides of pipe smoking. The art form I am interested in now is the actual smoking.</div><div><br></div><div>First the art of selecting a pipe.</div><div><br></div><div>Every pipe is different. Different shapes, sizes and stem considerations all make a great deal of difference in how the pipe is best to be enjoyed and what tobaccos are going to go best a given pipe. This means that the maximum enjoyment isn't available to the beginner. To be sure there is great enjoyement for the beginner, but as a pipe smoker learns his or her pipes the enjoyment grows by leaps and bounds. To the point where a certain pipe will be selected at a certain time of day, or with only a certain type of blend...or even just one specific blend! This level of appreciation can only come with time and effort. This special treasure is only available to the one who is willing to make the effort to get to know the pipes that are involved. </div><div><br></div><div>The Art of Burning.</div><div><br></div><div>Like so many I started by attempting to keep the fire burning as hot as possible. I didn't think was enjoying my pipe (or any tobacco) untill I had burned away any sensation available in my mouth. It wasn't until much later that I learned to sip at my pipe. To mainatian the fire in the bowl at the perfect cool, slow smoldering level to release the maximum amount of flavor and pleasure without any pain or discomfort. It has been years since I have had tongue bite, and years since I have felt "burnt out" the next morning from the enjoyment of a pipe. Yet this also came only through time and practice. I always liked the pipe, but I grew to like and apprecaite it more. As I connected with masters of the art, taking note of their ways and their advice, my smoking improved and I was the sole beneficiary. However, the journey is not done. There is yet so much more to learn, and so much more enjoyment to be had.</div><div><br></div><div>The Art of Working with a Tobacco.</div><div><br></div><div>There are tobaccos that will just naturally work for a given pipe enthusiast and others that simply will not work for the same person. I have so often had the experience of sharing a favorite blend with a friend only to find that there was little or no pleasure in that blend for them. That being said, the humble pipe smoker is never hasty. When the first experience with a blend goes badly the response is most commonly not a jundgment of the blend, but a resolve to find a better way to work with this tobacco in the future. Perhaps the solution it to pack the tobacco more firmly, or more loosely. Perhaps the pleasure was locked away because of puffing too hard, or not tamping firmly enough. Often times a different pipe will yeild better results, and sometimes a few months in the tobacco cellar will do wonders for the blend. I know of no other method of tobacco enjoyment that offers this ability to give countless second chances to explore and draw the goodness out of a given product. It seems to me that all other forms come mostly prepared...if you don't like how the product is wrapped or stuffed, or created you simply didn't like that tobacco product. But not the pipe. So much control to make sure that the leaf gets the best viewing before judgment can be passed.</div><div><br></div><div>The Art of Maintaining a Pipe</div><div><br></div><div>My last thought for this article is simple. The art of maintaing a pipe is a pleasure all it's own. It begins simple for the amature. Just running an occasional pipe cleaner through the stem. This is a great start! As more beloved pipes are collected, however, the desire to seem them continue in their usefulness becomes deeper. The use of different tools begins: reamers, chapstick, alcohol, and polish. Before you know it you find that the first estate pipe has fallen into your hands and you must start salt treatments and deep cleanses to get out the ghosts. With hard work a pipe can be restored to usefulness after years of abuse or neglect, skill applied properly brings about the redemption of an historical artifact that is now ready to function again. What an art form.</div><div><br></div><div>This is the first reason I enjoy the pipe. There is always room to improve and grow. Certainly, there will be times when a pipe is just comfortably and thoughtlessly puffed. An old blend, like a dear friend, fits like a comfortable shoe and needs very little consideration about how it must be enjoyed, but that because the comfort has been earned from getting to know that blend well. There will also always be new adventures, new tobaccos and new pipes with which to perfect our interactions. So the blessed pipe smoker sits underneath a canopy of new delights and old standbys with no need to fear that he must be either complacent or forever forging ahead for the "El Dorado" of pipe smoking. Knowing that as he enjoys his pipe, he will get better at enjoying his pipe and thus will enjoy it more for every moment that he spends enjoying it. Bliss.</div>Bradley W. Mastonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12377591854417834617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-745668466997286354.post-70332885058394898762015-05-04T21:49:00.001-07:002015-05-04T21:50:03.888-07:00Preferring the Pipe - Part II have enjoyed other ways to consume tobacco. I have had cigarettes, I have smoked cigars. I have snuffed snuff, sucked snus and I have chewed tobacco. I have had hookah, vaped vapor, and I have even tried something called doka...which was evil. I may have even had other forms of tobacco that I cannot remember, but I don't need to remember....I smoke a pipe. <div><br></div><div>Why do I smoke a pipe? Because it is, hands down, no questions asked, the best tobacco fit for me. On occasion I will let my tobacco usage get out of control and I will fall to smoking cigars, or even cigarettes, but there is little real enjoyment or appreciation...just drug use. However, when I am in a right relationship with my love of the leaf I am really only interested in a pipe. I am going to make a genuine effort not to make these articles about comparison to other forms, but I make no promises. Please enjoy your tobacco however your see fit; however, I now choose to write about how I have come to the place of only wanting to enjoy the pipe. Please do not take these words as a criticism of your desired method of tobacco enjoyment, but as a simple song in praise of the lovely pipe and all that it has to offer.</div><div><br></div><div>To thiis end, before I begin my raving soliloquies in praise of the pipe, I feel as if the background to this series must be given. I have been using tobacco since well before it was legal for me to do so. Stealing cigarettes, and shouldertapping for cans of chewing tobacco were not irregular for me as I approached 18. But when I came of legal age my first purchase was a pipe. I loved it, but it was only a part of my tobacco diet. </div><div><br></div><div>Things continued. On again, off again. Never more than a can of dip or a pack of cigarettes in the course of a week, and always the pipe as the steady centerpiece of my real tobacco enjoyment, yet even that not at the level of "major addiction." Yet as life went on there were times when tobacco use got higher, and far more for the functionality of nicotine than for the practice of enjoying the pipe. Cigarettes, chewing tobacco and cheap cigars became the most standard fare.</div><div><br></div><div>Then the fateful day that I discovered the internet pipe smoking community. Particularly the Youtube pipe smoking community. Through those gents I really learned to apprecaite the pipe. Really appreciate the different tobaccos, dig into how to work with different blends and how to taste with skill and patience all that pipe smoking had to offer. The next years would see rises and falls of other forms of tobacco use, but a steady growth of pipe tobacco enjoyment. </div><div><br></div><div>This brought me to the place of decision. I really did enjoy the pipe, but I mostly used tobacco being a slave to the nicotine. I loved the pipe, but hated the addiction. I decided that all mindless tobacco consumption had to go. For me (and only for me) I found nearly all of my tobacco use outside of the pipe was, indeed, mindless. I know many appreciate their cigars, and others really suck real pleasure from a dip, and some only smoke the choicest cigarettes...but for me those were all just methods of "using". So I decided to strive to give up USING tobacco, and commit to ENJOYING tobacco exclusively.</div><div><br></div><div>Gettting through the ugly part of this took some help. It took prayer, and support of friends. I also found St. John's Wort, 5-HTP, and L-Theanine (herbal/dietary suppliments) to be helpful. Even with all of those supports there were some moments where I was less than kind to those around me. Yet now I am there. A pipe occasionally. Not more than a ftwo or three pipes a week. With no "craving" for nicotine drawing me to it...only the deep desired satisfaction of good fellowship or a quite moment with my dear pipe as an aid to contemplation. </div><div><br></div><div>So why? Why continue enjoying the pipe when the bonds of addiction are severed? I will tell you. I think the pipe is a beautiful experience. I think it is worth enjoying, in spite of the possible risks. So that is what I hope to present to you in the coming articles: Why I love enjoying a pipe. </div><div><br></div><div>Please, dear reader, as this small journey progresses please tell me what it is that you most enjoy about your pipe? Or what it is that you enjoy about your other preferred method of tobacco appreciation? What do you find beautiful, useful or valuable about it?</div>Bradley W. Mastonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12377591854417834617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-745668466997286354.post-31308422829755166292015-02-27T00:31:00.001-08:002015-02-27T00:33:29.921-08:00What are you enjoying now?Why, thank you for asking! I have had some wonderful opportunities to enjoy several bowls of good pipe tobacco these past weeks. This time, historically, had been a time of looking with a jealous eye toward spring. This year is no exception. I long for the warm summer afternoon pipes and late night conversations over endlessly burning bowls of tobacco. Yet, as Graham Green so well writes in The Power and the Glory: "One of the Fathers has told us that joy always depends on pain. Pain is part joy. We are hungry and then think how we enjoy our food at last."<div><br></div><div>So my anticipatory celebration in the pain of the cold has consisted of several in my regular rotation. First, plenty of Edwards Special Balkan. This is a blend that is simply synonymous with satisfaction for me. On situations where it is better for me not to smell like a walking Latakia bomb I have been favoring C and D's Nutty Irishman. I have been poking through this bag for about a year now. I bought it loving the smell of the topping, but have found it to be a bit bitey. This was a surprise because the time I had it before there was little or no bite. I suppose our tastes do change.</div><div><br></div><div>Another C and D blend I have been enjoying is Morning Drive Time. I bought this for purely romantic reasons. The idea of blends that honor the working man was too attractive to pass up. This VA/perique blend lived up to its high calling marvelously. While Dunhill's EarlyMorning Pipe never lived up to the hype for me, Morning Drive Time fits my breakfast smoke profile.</div><div><br></div><div>On the over the over the counter side I have been lusting after another package of Carter Hall, which I love so dearly. However I cannot indulge in it because I still have a package of Sir Walter Raleigh to get through. While satisfying for that burley fix, it simply is not Carter Hall. Which I recognize is like saying, "This cup of tea simply is not a cup of coffee!" Yet in pure preference Mmy mouth remembers something lovely about the simplicity of Carter Hall burley.</div><div><br></div><div>Finally, my other old standby, Black Watch from Edwards in Denver. It is the first pipe tobacco I remember smoking. I smoked it too quickly and too hot. It bit my tongue, but at the time I knew no better. The vanilla aroma brings back those first beautiful bowls. Then When I learned how to smoke slowly and enjoy the true flavor of the tobacco in sweet sips this tobacco came alive in new and exciting ways. </div><div><br></div><div>But what have you been smoking, dear reader?</div>Bradley W. Mastonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12377591854417834617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-745668466997286354.post-37360128674412677352015-01-15T11:36:00.002-08:002015-01-15T11:36:15.980-08:00Latakia Nights<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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So very long since I have posted. Thank you, dear reader for checking back in. It seems to have been ages. The reason is simple. I have not been smoking my pipes enough lately. Cold weather? Yes. Busy? Sure. Mostly just bad priorities. I have suffered in my mental state for not taking the careful and conscious time of reflection and smoking. I haven't sacrificed any animals or anything of that nature or woken up in a place that I didn't fall asleep...I have just been stretched. It is time to get the pipes out. It is time to return. <br />
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However, Jesus was absolutely amazed when He walked on earth. What amazed Jesus is VERY important. Matthew 8:5-10 tells about a time when a centurion (a Roman Soldier who was in charge of a hundred other soldiers) came to Jesus because he wanted Jesus to heal a person who worked in his house. When Jesus said He would come the Centurion told Jesus, in my words: "I believe that You are so powerful that you can heal my servant from wherever you are." He really believed that Jesus was able to heal his servant. Then verse 10 says this: "Now when Jesus heard this, He marveled and said to those who were following, "Truly I say to you, I have not found such great faith with anyone in Israel." (Matthew 8:10 NASB)</div>
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So, I believe Jesus looks on with marveling wonder when we trust Him. I believe Jesus is amazed whenever you choose to trust Him with your self and your circumstances. Jesus is amazed at what he created in you!</div>
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One of my favorite pleasures of pipe smoking is the day after. Early in my pipe smoking life, and for probably the first several years after, the day following a pipe was marked by a thoroughly charred, gritty mouth. This was because I had not yet learned to appreciate my pipe. Taking large, greedy puffs, I attacked my pipe smoking much like a lioness may attack some fleetfooted prey. The result? The smoke died and took my tongue with it. Some years of wisdom changed the experience. Now pipe smoking is left with few, if any undesirable mouth feelings (especially when dealing with well known pipes and tobaccos that have become old friends). The enjoyment of the tobacco at its own pace, in gentle sips, has given me great reward for some years. The mystery of the chemistry I cannot explain. But one of my favorite experiences is the slight hint of aftertaste as much as 24 hours after. Even after several brushings and mouthwashings (two to be exact) and two good meals I can still detect a hint of everything I smoked the night before. I love these surprises!<br />
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Last night I enjoyed three bowls of tobacco with a dear friend. Today I was reminded of the pleasant and meaningful conversation we shared by tasting in turn the richness of the first bowl of Dunhill 965, the frank beautiful simplicity of a bowl of Velvet and the full sweetness of Black Gold Plus. With the memory of those sweet tobaccos coming in turn the memory of the gentle and genuine conversation drifts to and fro like gentle puffs of smoke on the evening breeze. What a blessed thing to enjoy a pipe and the company of another dear like-minded brother in Christ. What a great blessing this!Bradley W. Mastonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12377591854417834617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-745668466997286354.post-16987417043054611142013-05-21T09:34:00.003-07:002013-05-21T09:34:45.696-07:00Back to the Bowl<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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The time has come. So may things have distracted me from my beloved tobaccos. Cold weather has forbidden the long self-indulgent hours of pipe puffing. As I continue to age I make stranger and stranger priority choices. It simply isn't worth being physically uncomfortable to enjoy a pipe. However, there are always a few bowls on shoveling days. This, still, holds no candle to the evenings with a cup of tea and a pipe burning quietly away. Our fourth child is finally on his feet, and this means that there are more opportunities for him to be a bit more independent and mommy is less tired so daddy gets increased opportunities to enjoy the blessed tobacco weed. <br />
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So much excitement for this smoking season. I have three tins that I have stored up and am waiting to try, two of which are new! I have a tin of Nightcap that is waiting to be opened and I cannot wait to return to that sweet latakian goodness again. Additionally I have some Dunhill Standard Mixture which is a great excitement to me as I have loved 965 and London Mixture. So much joy ahead! Finally, I was given a tin of Rattray's Bagpiper's Dream, which I have decided to love, because I love bagpipes and am an amateur bagpiper. And so it goes. Let the smoking begin, and hopefully, the pipe blogging!Bradley W. Mastonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12377591854417834617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-745668466997286354.post-8641883422036413042013-01-26T15:18:00.001-08:002013-01-26T15:18:35.391-08:00Burns Supper<p>The Burns Supper was simply lovely.Haggis gets a bad rap, but is actually quite tasty. Truly a delight. Good food, good company, good poetry and a pipe. Oh and good whiskey. Tough to beat that!</p>
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Alas, so long between posts. And yet, we do what that for which the spare moments are provided! The Presbyterian mixture experiment was a success. The final conclusion (of mine)is that Presbyterian mixture is an excellent, high quality tobacco, perfect for an everyday smoke. It falls very well into the wonderful category of Dunhill 965 and others that would never fail to satisfy at any time of day. I never did find anything shocking or striking about this blend, just pure, sweet enjoyment. It is a solid blend, and well worth trying if you are a fan of virginias. Very much enjoyed.
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To add to that I had an opportunity to crack a tin of Squadron Leader. Because I bought a rectangular tin I expected this to be a flake tobacco, however, it is ribbon cut. The tin offers a beautiful mix of dark tobaccos and lighter tobaccos. I am told there are some orientals in this mix, and I believe it is so, but it is not a "Latakia forward" blend. The orientals are looming in the background giving it a nice depth, but they are easy to overlook if I'm not paying attention. This is another blend that I would classify with 965 and Presbyterian mixture as being a good, solid, all-day smoke. Pleasant and not overwhelming at any point. If I had to gauge this tobacco against the others I would have to say that it runs third to 965 and Presbyterian, but very nice. I don't think I would keep all three around all the time, but I will always want to have one of the three on hand. It makes for nice variety.
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Finally, I have been having another go around with Edward's bulk blend "Coco Creme". This is a blend that I very much enjoy. A sort of natural-aromatic that has a nice cavendish flavor and then the nice creamy finish that tastes and smells remarkable of chocolate. Truthfully, I find my chocolate smoking urge more fulfilled in Black Gold, but this is a nice blend unto itself. I have on my list of "someday" Bob's Chocolate flake, and if the opportunity arises I would like, one day, to mix up some of Jeoffre's Chocolate Manhood. However, those goals are down the road somewhere. Coco Creme has it's charms, to be certain, and I would recommend it to anyone looking for the particular experience it provides. However, the one looking for the goopy "I just smoked a mars bar!" experience may find greater satisfaction elsewhere. Where that is, I could not say. However (while not at all goopy) Black Gold is always a winner for the pipe smoker with a sweet tooth.Bradley W. Mastonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12377591854417834617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-745668466997286354.post-71891080026613444232012-09-16T19:33:00.001-07:002012-09-16T19:33:32.484-07:00Thank you, Chris!<iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/oLrZiihp25c" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe>Bradley W. Mastonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12377591854417834617noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-745668466997286354.post-44336718746769662862012-09-05T13:03:00.002-07:002012-09-05T13:03:53.429-07:00Probing the Presbyterian <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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It is time for a new adventure. My pipe smoking seems to hit a sharp rise when the weather begins to cool. Plus it gives me more reason to work from home as a pipe aids the issues of the working day tremendously. But what of the adventure? This will be an adventure in pipe dedication, an adventure in dedicated pipe smoking and most importantly an exploration of one of my favorite simple pleasures. Having been raised in a Presyterian church (though not a very "serious" one) this tobacco has always had some allure. I don't, however, think of the cutting edge, pop-worship media orgy in which I was introduced to the word "Prebyterian." I think, rather, of simple joyful people. In simple clothes. I think of great men like Jonathan Edwards, Charles Hodge and John Calvin. While I have many serious reservations with many of the assumptions of Reformed theology, these were great men, and they constitute part of my reason for wanting to enjoy this tobacco. So is that it? Just another of my sentimental psuedo-tobacco review? NO! That was just the preamble!<br />
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This spool is the latest addition to my collection of pipes. I don't know if I have mentioned how much I love corncob pipes but I do. I currently have four (the Legend, General, a stubby, and now a Spool). I have given a few away over the years, lost one and retired a small handful as well. I love just about everything about the cob. The looks, the smoking experience, the price, the comfort, everything. I own other pipes because I like briar and clay as well! This pipe, however, will have a high calling indeed. This will be the Presbyterian Cob. I am going to try to smoke nothing but this tin until I am through it, and do so in no pipe but this pipe. And I plan to document this experience, if it turns out to be worth documenting. So here goes:<br />
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Smoke #1: Just breaking in the pipe. The spool gets hot around the middle, as one would expect, and breaking in a pipe is never the most pleasant experience for me. But I had to get it out of the way. In spite of the general inconvenience of breaking in a new cob the tobacco did occasionally make it's way through. It is a nice tobacco taste. I can see why Mark Twain would find another ("a worthless man") to break his in for him! Though little more could be said about how much I really experienced it, as the taste of the cob really muddled things.<br />
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Smoke #2: (While writing). Still some break in taste, however more of the tobacco is coming through today. Some nice light flavors. I like the mellowness of this tobacco and it seems to capture some of the beautiful austerity and seriousness that I associate with the Christ-loving Presbyterians of ages past. There seems to be quite a bit of a nicotine punch, but that may just be that I have been smoking less of late. Never a good decision!<br />
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So there it is, dear reader. Thank you for visiting. Fear not, I will not bore you with too much repetition in this series as I imagine the smoking will plain out as I learn this new pipe and this new tobacco. However, I want to really dedicate some time to this classic of pipe tobacco enjoyment. Sometimes it is good to read a book very quickly so as to draw the pith out of it. Other times, one can sit an enjoy every word, every sentence and become engorged in it. This is the experience that I am hoping for! Bradley W. Mastonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12377591854417834617noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-745668466997286354.post-28337800007104579542012-08-20T19:58:00.002-07:002012-08-20T19:58:52.720-07:00Verboten<img src="webkit-fake-url://6C06F943-46D2-4EA8-B7BE-EE79EDB8EEE3/imagejpeg" /><div>
A forbidding had occured. I suppose it is to be expected that there is going to be one or two tobaccos that, though beloved by our own enjoyment, have not gained the same approval at the issue of the beloved comrades O'D the pipe smoker. Such a tonecco is my beloved Haunted Bookshop. I have found it to be one of my most dearly favored morning tobaccos. Always bursting forth with its nutty goodness and periquey punchiness. Lord love the stuff, but my wife hates it. Some have compared the dear the smell of perique afire to the great smell of urine on a campfire. Perhaps that adds to the appeal. I love the sound of the bagpipes, of the banjo. If you are resolved to hate it, I may take that as a challange to try to adore it, or at least find merit. I suppose it is part of being an insufferable contrary scoundrel, and quite pity. Yet off I go to a bowl of perique, an earful of bagpipes and a mouthful of Lapsang souchong. </div>
Bradley W. Mastonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12377591854417834617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-745668466997286354.post-19885112404689076022012-07-29T23:55:00.002-07:002012-07-29T23:55:57.479-07:00What do you dream about?One of my favorite Bare Naked Ladies songs has always been the song that repeats the question: When you dream, what do you dream about?<br />
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Mostly my dreams are wierd and not to be mentioned, however, when I dream about pipes there are some dreams with noting.<br />
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I dream about smoking a pipe that has a loop in the stem. Even though I could never clean it.<br />
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I dream about being able to blow a smoke ring and then blowing a puff of smoke cleanly through the hole in said smoke ring.<br />
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I dream about smoking my pipe at work.<br />
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I dream about smoking in such a way that it makes me look dignified,<br />
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I dream about smoking with some of the bloggers and YouTube pipe smokers that I have watched. Particularly Chris, Pipe Pastor, Joffrey, Bold O'D, Kevin, and a few select others.<br />
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I dream of sharing a pipe with Mr. B. I just hope he will carry the conversation.<br />
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I dream of investing several hundred dollars into my tobacco cellar, just for fun.<br />
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I dream of living in a world where people once again appreciate the fine art of pipe smoking and admire those who have taken the time to master the art as they should.<br />
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What do you dream about?Bradley W. Mastonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12377591854417834617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-745668466997286354.post-45518469484846357012012-07-18T00:00:00.000-07:002012-07-18T00:00:15.257-07:00Why Pipe Smoking is Important to me...This applies to a few of the things that I enjoy. Pipe smoking, beer, tea, there should be a few other delicate pleasures on this list. Why is pipe smoking so important to me? It is not to be esoteric, or somehow more selective than other people. I would never want to be the fellow who looks down his nose at someone who seemed to know less than I do about an issue of taste. This is not usually very difficult because I know very little, when it comes right down to the point. But, the reason why it is so imprtant: It makes me slow down and pay attention to what is happening right now.
Each puff is like a puff of freedom. I don't need to concern myself with what the next puff of the pipe will taste like, I can focus on this one. I can wait until the smoke has rolled around my mouth for several seconds to exhale it slowly out of my nose at first and then blowing the balance out of my mouth and watching the beautiful smoke float away and dissapate into the night time air. This is what I appreciate about pipe smoking. Most people don't know that I smoke. I would classify it as being integral to my self image. Of course I don't know that there is any taste or activity that I would want to affect other's veiw of me. I would rather that category be filled by the sort of sentiments like: "Brad, you mean the guy who Jesus loves? Yeah, I've met him."
This was introduced to me all over again when I roasted coffee for the first time. Having been involved in the process enable me to slow down and appreciate the experience. The feel in my mouth. The different highs and lows in both flavor and sensation. This is also the case with tea. I suppose I like any taste or sensual experience that causes me to slow down and pay attention to it. I admit, I often drink coffee and just drink it. Looking only for the affect of the drug. I also consume food with the same cold indifference to just get the food in. Never paying attention to the great pleasure and complex joys that God made eating an apple to be. I want less of that type of "cramming it in" experience to occur in my life.
The real payout? I waste countless moments of time just "surviving". Just getting along. I sit with my children and think about what I will do once they are in bed. This is a worse injustice then smoking a pipe and not tasting. There is no way to compare this horrible oversight with taking a cup of coffee for granted. I want to learn to appreciate the coffee, appreciate the pipe, appreciate the tea in hopes of learning to appreciate the evenings I get to spend with my beautiful wife. I hope, through enjoying that simple moment of pipe smoke I will spend the next afternoon with my children and cherish each beautiful second. And that, my friends, is what makes pipe smoking so important to me today.Bradley W. Mastonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12377591854417834617noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-745668466997286354.post-14729502017955116672012-07-14T20:12:00.002-07:002012-07-14T20:15:20.788-07:00New Year's Resolution<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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There it is. A New Years Resolution that paid off. I think the key to making an excellent Resolution is making it very attainable. Take the resolution: "I'm going to work out every day this year." There is no way that resolution even CAN be kept. There is going to be a sick day, a vacation a holiday that gets in the way and slowly chisles away at the bedrock of your resolve. But lets be honest resolutions like that aren't nearly attractive once the 18th of January rolls around, but I digress. The good resolution? The things you actually want to do. Or even better the things you will do anyway.
What is all of this babble about? I finally had this years NYR (New Years Resolution) pay off. I had tried Petersons "Sweet Killarney" and had not particularly enjoyed it (I imagine you could find a review of it somewhere in teh back postings). But I wanted to work out my issues and learn to love this carmel flavored dream. So the journey began. It started with a good number of tongue bites, and a decision (like any adolescent dating relationship) taht we may need a few months apart. However, we are not so immature anymore, and the time eventually came to crack the tin and try again. I will have truly failed in my NYR if I didn't work things out until next January, but then the original resolution really did not have any timeline. Nevertheless, today was the day. It was hot and a nice light aromatic was in order. But it was dry. Not dried out, just more dry than I usually allow my tobacco to become.
Great scott! The problem was solved! I have never really experimented with a range of different moisture levels with my tobacco. I had just assumed that there was a sort of "baby bear" zone into which all tobacco should fall. Yet, this makes no sense at all. Each tobacco that the smoker knows well get's packed a bit differently. Each tobacco that is well known may even get smoked at different rates, or in different pipe sizes. Why should we not also control the moisture level of the tobacco in order to find its ideal smoking conditions (ISC). So it was. I enjoyed this delicate carmel creme flavored blend. Still smoking slowly and with great care. The dryer blend didn't have the same level of the aromatic flavor to it, however, it did have a delightfully playful note of it over the (previously noted) high quality virginia flavor. So, there is my lesson learned for the day! I cannot ignore a single factor and expect the best experience with each tobacco. Hooray for learning!Bradley W. Mastonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12377591854417834617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-745668466997286354.post-74662582541737695872012-07-04T01:55:00.001-07:002012-07-14T20:14:37.331-07:00Haunted BookshopThese weeks have made way for much satisfying pipe smoking. And with increased pipe smoking there is an increasing desire to write about said lovely pleasure. But what has been the head? Great question. Still a great variety of Latakia blends. I just finished my small tin of three oaks by macclelland. So nice. Great Virginia's mixed with the finest Latakia, for all I know! There has also been a good amount of Frog Morton burning up, one of my few repeat purchases. Along with Nitecap and Black Mallory. I have recently purchased two new 'baccys one Presbyterian which I invested in because I once went to a Presbyterian Church and found that everyone there was rather smokey already, so why not go for the gold! Seriously though, I'll let you know when I crack that tin. I have a handful of tins open that I have not yet finished. Including some Irish flake which is another repeat purchase, and very rewarding. I would much like to try Full Virginia Flake and Squadron Leader. But that is still future tense.
The other new tobacco I have cracked enjoyed several good bowls: haunted bookshop by c and d's. This is a really nice burley blend. And it really has a nice flavor. Keep in mind, I love Burley Over The Counter blends. I do have a dream of buying a big tin of carter hall before the year is out, but it is money and I simply don't smoke enough of it to justify the purpose. Actually, i think I just like the size of the jar, on top of adoring Carter Hall, which I very much do. So Haunted Bookshop tastes to mee like all of he things I love about CH plus a perfect seasoning of perique. It really is just right, a bit more and it would gobble up the nutty burley flavor a bit less and you may not appreciate it as a major part of the blend. Double win on this one. Because someone may ask, there is also no chemical taste like unto CH. it's a good sturdy blend, likely a repurchase, though at this point I promise nothing.Bradley W. Mastonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12377591854417834617noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-745668466997286354.post-46988596344667912662012-06-11T20:34:00.001-07:002012-07-14T20:16:02.678-07:00Top TenRight here, right now! Top ten things to do while smoking my pipe. This is not quite so easily done as I may have originally thought. Each point needs an explanation. So here is the format: The thing I like to do while smoking a pipe, the pipe that may be most fitted to that (if applicable) and the tobacco that is most fitted to that activity (if applicable).<br />
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10. Mowing the lawn - I like mowing the lawn. Having as many children as I do the lawn mowing is a time when I can turn on my headphones and have fully legitimate "I can't hear you" time. That being said mowing the lawn is just physical enough that I become a bit less cognizent of my pipe, and tend to smoke a bit too fast, or take a bit less care than usual in my tamping. Thus tongue bite nearly always ensues. For this task? No questions asked. The corn cob (usually the legend, sometimes the general), and almost always the OTC that I have on hand that is freshest. Usually this is carter hall, las mow happend to be Velvet. Very nice.<br />
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9. Shoveling snow - not unrelated, though sometimes a bit less comfortable. It doesn't snow rediculous amounts in Colorado terribly often, so these are still times to be enjoyed. As with lawn mowing this task will very commonly give a case of the tongue bite, but a bit less so for two reasons: firstly, I smoke nicer tobacco when I undertake this task. Usually a latakia blend. For some reason, just as I like cheap mass produced beer in the summer I like OTC burley blends in the summer. IN the winter I am always thinking fuller flavor and beefier products to ward off the cold. Edwards bulk Balkan blend fits the bill perfectly here, Christmas Cheer by McClellands. Also Dunhill's London Mixture. My favorite pipe for this task? Usually a bent pipe, but not a nice bent pipe, one of my restored pipes. I would destroy a nice one as the entire task involves a clenched pipe.<br />
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8. Driving - Some say that they cannot drive and smoke their pipe. If I choose my pipe and tobacco correctly then this is not a problem. I live in a smaller town not too far from the bigger town. However, if I am making a trip down to the big city a pipe is very often in order. Generally a pipe, well lit and correctly smoked will take me nearly the entire hour to the edge of the big city at which point the pipe would be an unneccesary distraction. For this task? One of my favorite three-quarter bent pipes (usually one of the ones that my wife picked out for me) and for the tobacco something that is going to provide a substantial experience. This is not the place for aromatics, this should be the big guns and the complex experience that should make a long straight drive interesting.<br />
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7. Music - Next, listening to music. Generally when I get to recline and smoke I do not put on music. This is because I like to listen to all of the other things going on. However, when I am smoking in my car music must be chosen. This always makes me wonder why I don't smoke and listen to music more often. No answer yet coming. What do I listen to? Great question. When I am smoking my pipe I tend to listen to Baroque music. Vivaldi and Bach being the leaders. This is my favorite period of music anyway, so there is not much competition. However, I also will enjoy some Irish folk music and drinking songs. Pipe and pouch? This depends entirely on the pipe I chose, and the tobacco I am smoking, and very possibly the clothes I am wearing...too many factors to be sure.<br />
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6. Fishing - This is a lump catagory. I love smoking in nature. It makes me feel like I am doing my part ot be a part of the scene. I flyfish almost exclusively so it is a bit more involved. That means MOST of the pipe smoking that I enjoy is on a break between casts. Watching the water, listening to the river. Enjoying the absolute freedom from cel reception. Great things, these. This is a situation where I will generally (again) be found with a pipe that I would not be too heartbroken to lose. Often time these are the moments that I will be found smoking som of my favorite aromatics. Black Watch from Edwards in Denver and Black Gold (or BG Plus) from Hilands.<br />
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5. Walking - I do love a walk. These days, with all of the little people under five at my house a walk is a bit more of a production than is all that nice. However, this is another situation where a pipe is a great friend. Being a ble to amble along and enjoy a pipe is a great pleasure. With children this gives tonguebite. Again, this is a situation for aromatics (for the sake of anyone who may be walking near, behind or alongside me). Favorites? Black Watch and Black Gold again! However, when I am feeling adventurous: Irish Blessing by C&D's and others of that nature. Usually lightly topped, as a big chemical mouthful isn't exactly my style.<br />
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4. Reading - Yup. This one was almost too easy. If I am able to smoke in the light I can burn through several bowls while working through a novel, a fantasy, a bit of theology, or just my Bible. So many wonderful choices. Reading is something that is just made better by a good pipe. This gets more free because the less demanding the situation the more likely that I will pull out a larger variety of both pipes and tobaccos. However, honorable mention in this catagory will by my Armellini Churchwarden. But much depends on the size of the book that I am reading.<br />
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3. Drinking - This one will have a great deal of domain overlap with some of the other catagories. However, it seems like nearly everything can be made to go well with a pipe. It adds a whole new dimension to the wonderful beverages I enjoy. One of these is coffee. I roast my own coffee and, while I don't roast at anything like a professional level, it does give me a great sense of familiarity with my coffees. Where they come from, what kind of roast is on them, how many days removed from the roasting process I am. However, there are coffees that are just too powerful for any pipe tobacco in my collection and that means that not every coffee has a pipe tobacco match for me. However, this is not the case with tea. Tea has a much lighter flavor profile and I have never foudn a tea that I couldn't enjoy alongside some tobacco or another when properly considered. I have many great tea loves. Just black teas are great. I particularly enjoy Irish Breakfast and Darjeelings with lighter Cavendish type blends. Beers. Every beer has a match. But I can see I am getting distracted from my point. Matching drinking experiences to smoking expereinces is a great pleasure for me.<br />
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2. Talking - I love talking. I love fellowship. I love discussing things that are near and dear to myself and others whom I care about. Some of my finest Bible study and theologically related discussions have occured over a pipe. For some reason te=he pipe diffuses the initial awckwardness of opening up a deep discussion topic, or a topic that may make a person feel particularly vulnerable. Thus, I try to make pipe smoking a regular part of most of my meaningful fellowships. It is a bond and connection that doesn't require a great deal of affirmation or discussion, it is an easy and simple pleasuer that must be taken as the perfect companion to deep discussion. The other great advantage of smoking while talking is the very important reality that if you have a pipe there is no NEED to talk. Thus, wieghty statements that need to be well considered can be considered well before another statement is placed in response. This is of great value in any good discussion.<br />
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1. Praying - Most of my best smoking is done alone. It is best because I am not distracted from anything else. Perhaps a drink, but that starts to add too many factors and I start thinking about the act itself. Prayer over a pipe is the must open and vulnerable prayer that I often have. As I talk to the Lord about my concerns, joys, trials, pleasures I amd reminded that He has given me this amazing capacity to enjoy that which He has made. This is very valuable indeed.<br />
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So there you have it. The top ten things I do with my pipe. What do you do with yours?Bradley W. Mastonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12377591854417834617noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-745668466997286354.post-17740363676367703622012-04-09T20:18:00.001-07:002012-07-14T20:18:14.777-07:00Waiting GameThe introduction of our fourth beautiful and wonderful child has slowed my smoking a great deal. However, something exciting has occured and that will lead to a soon return to pipe writing as well as a review. I have found my local grocery store has begun to cary Velvet over the counter tobacco. I have more than a small fascination with over the counter blends, and I am not sure why. They really are not in any way cost effective, and with the internet a specialty or "boutique" blend can come about easier and even cheaper than the typical price one would pay for an OTC blend. Nevertheless, I love them. I think they connect me to an earlier generation of pipe smokers: those who didn't smoke pipes like we do, feeling like we are a minority, but those who smoked pipes because men just smoke pipes. What did they smoke? Likely one of the dozens of blends that were sold at every corner drug store! There are those I have liked less (Capt. Black, Bjokum Riff, Paladin). But I have also gotten a great amount of satisfaction from such classic american blends as Prince Albert, Carter Hall and Half and Half. Even some that I have been a bit indifferent towards like Sir Walter Ralleigh. I won't go so far as to say that I prefer OTC blends over my specialty blends (I have been smoking a great deal of Hartenstein Trail from Edwards in Denver lately), but I do know that as long as I cointinue to smoke a pipe I will always have one of my trusty old OTC blends on hand.
How about you? Any dirty little sectrets in your enjoyment of cheap tobaccos?Bradley W. Mastonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12377591854417834617noreply@blogger.com3