Pig Skin, Chow, & Premium Aged Tobacco… Yum… by Tommy Zman
Sinus infections are a pox upon humanity and just a real bad deal for us cigar lovers. I’ve been dealing with the lingering effects of one for almost a week now and it is just the biggest pain in the ass – I mean head, imaginable. On top of all the symptoms that suck, the worse thing of all is that I haven’t enjoyed a good cigar since last weekend. Oh, I guess I could give it try, but why even think about it when healing is definitely the number one priority.
Now the past few weekends have been great for cigar smoking with all the football playoff action going on. Seriously great games call for seriously great cigars and my pals and I partook in a bounty… Some old school Partagas #10‘s, some new school San Lotano Ovals, some Omar Ortez for dessert if you please, and a bevy of Punch that went great with our lunch. So yeah, with all that football and all those cigars, you’ve gotta have some awesome pigskin food… which of course I indulged in with my buddies. We don’t get overly fancy, you know, the classic football fare, your wings, chili, sub sammiches, pulled pork sliders, taco dip, pizza, jalepeno poppers, tater skins, onion rings, macaroni salad, and a little fave that I simply refer to as Nacho-Hotdogs (See pic). Freakin’ yum times 12.
And as you might guess, with all that football and all those cigars, and all of that amazing chow, you’ve gotta have some cold and tasty brewskis to wash it all down and there was no shortage of craft brewed beers in the house. There was red ale, brown ale and blonde ale, and red lager… Imperial stout, IPA, pale ale and porter… you know, just enough to get us through the two games that day.
And when the games were over, dark, sweet maduro dessert cigars were in order… and with all that football and all those cigars, and all of that amazing chow, and all of that craft brew, you’ve gotta have some nice scotch to make it all just right because those maduros need a good companion. My poison of choice was Balvenie Doublewood 12, aged 6 years in oak to give it those vanilla notes, and then 6 more years in sherry casks to give it that sweet aroma and flavor.
And now the Super Bowl is coming in a week and nobody’s invited me to a damned party… yet. Just typing up this blog I’m getting hungry as all hell and maybe one of you guys out there will get the friggin hint and have everyone’s favorite Polack over for the Big Game festivities (I’m talking about ME, dammit… sheesh!) I haven’t made my official pick for the game yet, figured I’d leave that for next Friday’s blog. Last year I boldly picked the New York Football Giants to not only cover the spread but to win outright, (just as I had in their first meeting a few years ago,) Guess it didn’t hurt that I’m a lifelong, die hard Giants fan, so that made it kind of easy.
So, there’s no football this weekend, well, all for that dumbass Pro Bowl that NOBODY gives a damn about – including the guys who are playing in it. So I guess I’ll just have to gear up for next week’s match and have a few snacks and fatty foods to keep in game shape… oh yeah, and hopefully some fine smokes if this sinus BS decides to leave my freakin skull!
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Smoke ‘em cuz ya gottem my friends,
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