PADRÓN DÁMASO | CIGAR REVIEW
Updated: Dec 25, 2021
DECEMBER 12, 2021 - PHIL KURUT, COMEDY - CIGARS - MUSIC
PADRÓN DÁMASO NO. 32 RED LABEL (5 1/4 x 52)
WRAPPER: ECUADORIAN CONNECTICUT
As one might expect, the Padrón Dámaso has a smooth wrapper with equally smooth seams and a flawless cap. Tip o’ the hat to the roller. I’m not Irish. Is that cultural appropriation? Check Twitter for a public apology at some point in the distant future.
Understated raisin, cherry, and sweet hay quietly tip-toe off the foot and wrapper, pushing my nose to work a bit to detect them. Kind of like a dog that simply refuses to stop sniffing…everything.
Cream, earth, and spice gently coax the palate awake, leaving slight hints of cream and spice to linger, awaiting the next draw, which is effortless. Smoke, thick and heavy, fills the small room. Small room? Okay, a shed. I'm in a shed. A bit of raisin moves in and out, escorting earth and salt through the nose. Spice intensifies its presence on the lips and tongue. Sounds sensual coming from a guy in shorts and an XL t-shirt sitting in a renovated shed. Classy.
The red label on this No. 32 vitola and also the No. 34 indicates what might be a slightly different experience as Padrón states it provides “a more robust flavor profile”. Robust. Not to be confused with robot.
Burns like a tightrope walker, wobbling from time to time but never falling to his doom. I’ve never cared much whether a tightrope walker uses a net or not. One seems smarter, but I’ve not read any studies on the matter. Anyway.
A swig of water opens up a mixture of chocolate and cherry. Yes, a swig.
Spice begins to quiet down, as it had almost began to speak a little loudly. It makes room for some general sweetness, along with chocolate, post-swig. Oh, and that’s milk chocolate. Creaminess builds. Well, it’s presence builds. It’s not actually building a house or shed. Cream seems lazy. Also, I feel like this tightrope walker would use a net. Smarter.
Cherry begins to play footsie with chocolate as spice takes on the role of a somewhat lenient chaperon. Not too lenient but not overbearing like the lady constantly asking, “Shouldn’t you all be wearing coats?” Nutmeg sits quietly, tapping his foot to “Message in a Bottle”. It’s a Police song. The Police is a band. A rock band. I’m a plethora of information.
Butter coats the palate, leaving a nice bed for the above-mentioned guests. Another swig gives me some Tootsie Roll. Not sure if it’s Romanian or Bulgarian Tootsie Roll. Also, I’m not sure if the butter I detected is European or not. I’m sure someone knows. Chocolate, cherry, coffee, and spice hang out for a bit and make a clean exit well before the upcoming draw. Leather eventually hangs out as well without an invitation like a used vacuum salesman.
Note: I’ll be doing exclusively written cigar reviews for the forseeable future. YouTube was fun, but I got bored. I get bored easily. For proof, check out my various styles of YouTube cigar reviews. For more proof, this written cigar review differs a bit from my past written cigar reviews. Anyway.
SMOKE TIME: 1 hr. 10 mins.
RATING: 3.25 / 4 - No coat required.
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