Unco B's Stogie Diary

Top down, Wayfarers on, arm resting on the door panel. The Attaie Edición Limitada Perfecto has me cruising the PCH along Malibu in a ’67 Chevelle convertible, with a big smile on my face.

Complexity like an artillery battalion carpet bombing a target, yet an expansive profile that gave me plenty of room to wander. This is one for the ages!

This cigar blows me away. It is one of the only cigars I’ve smoked where I fully experienced the blender’s intent before I even knew what it was. Everything I wrote in my notes matched the meaning I later discovered behind the blend. And I’ll just give it away now:…

That’s right. You can’t get this cigar. But it was too special to keep my mouth shut about. If you take away anything, it’s a perfect example of why aging matters. It’s also Eladio Diaz at his best. Without the band, you’d think it was a Davidoff with its clean,…