WILDFIRE CIGAR CO. THE SINGLE | CIGAR REVIEW
Updated: Jan 16, 2022
JANUARY 12, 2022 - PHIL KURUT, COMEDY - CIGARS - MUSIC
WILDFIRE CIGAR CO. THE SINGLE CHURCHILL (7 x 50)
WRAPPER: ECUADORIAN HABANO
Aromas of sweet raisin, prune, cream, and a shy chocolate provide an initial impression to my nose off a somewhat rough-to-the-touch dark brown wrapper showcasing The Single. I’m not really sure what I mean by “initial impression” since I rarely, if ever, find sniffing the foot and wrapper an indication of what the actual smoking experience will provide. I often debate just leaving that out of my reviews. Maybe I will.
Salt, earth, and damp wood dance off a perfect draw, which produces ample smoke.
Leather and dry earth pull the attention as spice takes on the role of supporting actor, and dark chocolate and remnants of fruit play a game of hide and seek. I can see your shoes, guys.
Leather and bitter earth slowly move through the retrohale with woody leather and subtle spice lingering on the tongue. Woody leather? Paints a picture, I suppose. Maybe. Anyway.
Solid ash falls in line with a dang near razor sharp burn.
Wood, spice, and what seems to be an attempt at dark chocolate provide the room notes.
At the halfway mark, we’re still on a fairly flat road with lots of flat plains. Not a terribly interesting trip as of yet.
Leather, earth, wood, and a bit of spice tell the story in full.
The Single reminds me of someone you run into who you used to know. Never really friends, just acquaintances. You exchange the expected, “How are you doing? What have you been up to? Nice seeing you again.”
A jagged, two step crack forms just above the first band. Hopefully, just a dent in the bumper.
A touch of black licorice hits the retrohale introduced by leather. A slight break in scenery.
The dent in the bumper was no challenge for The Single’s burn. Smoked through it like Jesse “The Body” Ventura blasting through the foliage with his minigun in Predator. However, The Single was more successful at eliminating its target. Much quieter too. “I ain’t got time to bleed.”
Slow is the burn. Cross-country trip? “Good Lord, driver. Where are we going?”
“Just drivin’ around, bud.”
SMOKE TIME: 2 hrs. 10 mins.
RATING: 2.25 / 4 - Just drivin’ around, bud.
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