Can you remember very first cigar

[smokiejoe]

very interesting reply and experience chris,ive never inhaled cigars either mate,and yes i must go to cuba and check the joint out,many of my friends go there every year.good reply chaps and hope more readers come in with there input to this post.

[smokiejoe]

Lets here some of you newbies come in and tell us when you had your first ever cigar and what you thought as you took your first big puff.it would be so nice to hear from all of you that have recently become members in this cigar forum as i do like to read your experiences when you took your first ever puff from a cigar,so come on dont be shy as tell us all!!!!!!!.thankyou.

[Willie1]

Do You Remember Your First Cigar?

I remember smoking my first cigar, I was 15, which was a weird and wonderful way that it had started.

A few months after my late father had passed away in '96, I had found a box of La Paz, Wilde Havana cigars in the bottom drawer of an old office desk that my belonged to him, as I was clearing the desk out to use it for putting my TV set and games console onto, and of courge he enjoyed a few stogies in his time and so, you can easily imagine what happened next.

It was kinda weird and funny finding those cigars, because I had been wanting to try a cigar, but 16 was the age before one could legally buy any tobacco products back then, and so upon finding the box of stogies, there were 4 cigars left from the box of 25, and so, I decided to spark one up and even though the cigars were a little dried out, it was still a darn good smoke.

After smoking 1 of the sticks, I went down the stairs and said to my mum about finding the cigars, and that I was going to dispose of them, to which she said...

"Aye, just throw them in the bin"...and I said,
"No chance, I have a better way to dispose of them"...
"How?".... she asked,
and I simply said, "1 by 1"

She just laughed as shook her head and didn't said anything more about the cigars, and since then I've enjoyed many a stogies and haven't looked back.

Willie

[Wildwood]

good reply,i can also remember going out and having a pint of trophy bitter at 50p a pint and a couple of doncellas too.lol.they were bloody awful.lol.once you have tasted a cuban,other cigars aint the same..

Gods, that brought back some memories!! Trophy bitter from Whitbread, in the Albion Arms in Ampthill, Bedfordshire...haven't thought of that for years, but was about all I could get in my home town! Like you Smokie, I used to drink Trophy with a Castella...my Dad thought it would be great to get me used to smoking and alcohol so I didn't go mad when I was older (nice theory - mistaken, but a nice theory), so he used to take me to pubs when I was about 15/16 and buy me pints (of Trophy) and Castellas. He hadn't drank much himself since the War, when I think he had a bit of a Greek brandy habit, so he would sit there with his Mackeson, while his very young looking son would knock back the bitter with a crap cigar! I miss the old sod sometimes...he never gave a hoot what anyone thought, which used to make me veer between admiration and cringeing embarrassment at the time. Now, as I become aware of how much like him I've become, I empathise with him much more...

Trophy eh? Do they still make it??

Wildwood

[Montesmoke]

I remember smoking my first cigar, I was 15, which was a weird and wonderful way that it had started.

A few months after my late father had passed away in '96, I had found a box of La Paz, Wilde Havana cigars in the bottom drawer of an old office desk that my belonged to him, as I was clearing the desk out to use it for putting my TV set and games console onto, and of courge he enjoyed a few stogies in his time and so, you can easily imagine what happened next.

It was kinda weird and funny finding those cigars, because I had been wanting to try a cigar, but 16 was the age before one could legally buy any tobacco products back then, and so upon finding the box of stogies, there were 4 cigars left from the box of 25, and so, I decided to spark one up and even though the cigars were a little dried out, it was still a darn good smoke.

After smoking 1 of the sticks, I went down the stairs and said to my mum about finding the cigars, and that I was going to dispose of them, to which she said...

"Aye, just throw them in the bin"...and I said,
"No chance, I have a better way to dispose of them"...
"How?".... she asked,
and I simply said, "1 by 1"

She just laughed as shook her head and didn't said anything more about the cigars, and since then I've enjoyed many a stogies and haven't looked back.

Willie

Good storie Willie, my father also passed on in 1996 & when clearing out his affects found a box of king edwards, he was a big cigar smoker too.

[Robusto]

Interesting in how our Dads were influential in our cigar smoking. I've done my Dad bit and made sure my 21 year old appreciates a good cigar. He'd started, typically, on dope and I wanted to get him back to the quality stuff.

[RhiannonBW]

I gave up cigarettes in 1996 and thought I would never smoke anything again. Prior to cigar smoking my husband had never smoked in all of his 48 years.

Then about 4 years ago, my husband and I were sat drinking in an Irish bar in Rome (Druid's Rock - great place, if you're ever there) and we both suddenly looked at each other and said, almost simultaneously, "I really, really fancy a cigar." No one near us was smoking cigars, so we have no idea where the sudden craving came from. We were unable to find cigars in Rome as it was late at night and we were flying out to Biarritz in the morning so had to put our craving on hold. We did buy some cigarillos in Southern France, but it wasn't until we got home and I did some internet research that I found these: http://www.vegassantiago.com Not a bad introduction to cigars. Whilst waiting for them to turn up we ventured to a cigar shop in Chester where hubby bought a Cuban for himself (can't remember which) and I had a Trinidad Principe(?).

We also discovered our local cigar shop, and the wonderful humidor in the Hotel du Vin in Birmingham. Around the same time we also joined the Birmingham Cigar Club (and a nicer bunch of English eccentrics you couldn't hope to meet).