Opus X super beli - with a few years age (given by my friend Danny) smoked in the park alone with a book at lunch time.
Tat RSW maddie - smoked in the park with a friend (who had the non-maddie) after helping him move.
Illusione MJ12 - smoked in the B&M while watching Thursday Night Football.
Tat T110 - enjoyed by myself on my back patio. The most intensely flavored cigar I've ever smoked.
Chateau Fuente SG - in my backyard that was so good (better than dessert) I couldn't even read the book I brought out there, inspired me to buy my 2nd box of cigars, and I haven't had one as good since.
Illusione Culebra - shared with Danny while losing a cigar bet on last Monday Night Football's game in the B&M (where does the " 's " belong?) but still getting to see the Pats lose.
Having a Tat black with PJ at the last Laguna Beach herf.
A PSD4 (from 2004) given to me by Chuck at the 1st Laguna Beach herf. I was trying to let my palate recover, but I don't think Chuck could stand watching someone not smoking at the herf.
A HdM du Depute (2000) sent in my first NST from Club Stogie (RIP).
Illusione eccj (or was it the mk?) - that went from worst to first (at the time) after I got past the crack in the foot (1st 1") smoked with Danny (who else?) at the B&M.
Honorable Mention:
My 1st Tat Boris I plan on smoking this evening (can you guess how long I've been waiting for this?).
I suppose my point being (if I even have a point) cigars change, my palate changes, situations change, but my memories of these experiences (and smokes) just keep getting better, and nothing compares to the anticipation of smoking a highly regarded stick.
