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Smoke Blog: Kinky Friedman Big Richard

Put a selection of cigars in front of me and more often than not I’ll grab something I’ve never heard of before. Yesterday, that cigar was Kinky Friedman’s Big Richard.

The Kinky Friedman Big Richard and a Jameson for the New Year.

Mr Friedman and Mr Jameson made for good company

My friend Mark came to town to hang out and catch up, and he brought a huge bag of cigars he had picked up at a herf. The Kinky Friedman smoke was the standout, so I clipped it and lit up.

I don’t know the blend on this one, but I did enjoy it. Solid build, clean burn, tight ash and copious smoke with a fine finish. There was nothing to set it above most premium cigars, though. Nothing to make me say, “Wow, I need more of these.” For a casual smoker, or something to keep to pass around to visitors, however, it would do just fine.

I may also have discovered a new place to do some writing. The bar we visited has an enclosed, heated beer garden, and most nights I show up, the place is packed and noisy. We arrived in the early afternoon, however, and found only a few people watching college football and another guy enjoying a cigar. Even better, it was nice and quiet. I could easily set up the iPad and get some work done with a cigar there.

Score.

About Mike Oliveri

Mike Oliveri is a writer, martial artist, cigar aficionado, motorcyclist, and family man, but not necessarily in that order. He is currently hard at work on the werewolf noir series The Pack for Evileye Books.

Photo Friday Bonus: Whiskey

I went out to see the fight and have a few drinks Saturday night, and I made a point to bring my camera along.

Thirst in Amber

Thirst in Amber

These photos are exactly why I need to have my camera with me at all times. I had expected to shoot photos of my friends or people around the bar, but instead I turned my lens on my drinks.

These are both Jameson Irish Whiskey, the above a cocktail with soda and below just whiskey & rocks.

Whiskey Rocks

Whiskey Rocks

It occurs to me, I have Jameson here at home but no soda water. I’ll have to rectify that.

I used the kit lens on these. No flash. Both were positioned below recessed spot lamps. My only beef with the second photo is I had to break the rim of the left side of the glass with the crop because the framing broke the rim on the right side of the photo. I hadn’t expected to use this one, it was a light test and shot without using the viewfinder. On screen, it became my favorite.

Now I’m thirsty.

About Mike Oliveri

Mike Oliveri is a writer, martial artist, cigar aficionado, motorcyclist, and family man, but not necessarily in that order. He is currently hard at work on the werewolf noir series The Pack for Evileye Books.

Yeah, I’m Irish

My father’s Sicilian and my mother’s Irish. This explains why I have such a short temper.

Today’s Saint Patrick’s Day. How am I going to celebrate it? By drinking a little Irish whiskey and jamming some Dropkick Murphys.

This, of course, does not make it any different from any given weekend throughout the rest of the year. I’ll be headed out of state with some friends tonight, and it just so happens one of them is Irish and has an equal fondness for a certain Irish whiskey. I’ve located a microbrewery near our destination that will have corned beef, live music, and lots of beer, so a boilermaker or two may be in order if I can convince the rest of my group to check it out.

How do most other people celebrate? By drinking ’til they puke and making wisecracks about the color of the Chicago River. If you’re going to be out and about tonight, have fun but watch out for those guys.

About Mike Oliveri

Mike Oliveri is a writer, martial artist, cigar aficionado, motorcyclist, and family man, but not necessarily in that order. He is currently hard at work on the werewolf noir series The Pack for Evileye Books.

Smoke Blog: Gurkha Viper

The Wife and the Little Bird went off to see Disney Princesses on Ice with some other ladies and their daughters, including my friend Tim’s wife and daughter. Rather than just wait around for them to get home, we decided to respond with a testosterone day. Our boys went to town on imaginary enemies with guns and swords, and we busted out the beer, whiskey, cigars, and football.

Tim supplied the cigars, some I’d never seen before from Gurkha called the Viper. Apparently they’re a response to the economic downturn: a lower-priced cigar for a time when it may not make sense to spend $10-15 a stick on a luxury item. They look very simple, too, sporting a small, red-and-white band with a simple image of a snake. The Gurkha name is printed in small lettering on the back side, with no sign of adornments like stamping and foil you see on some of their fancier bands. The wrapper has a rough texture, and though the cigars are box pressed, they’re much flatter than a typical box-pressed cigar, which tends to be more square.

The smoke itself wasn’t bad. “You get what you pay for” applies relative to the rest of the Gurkha line I’ve sampled, but relative to cigars at the same price point, it’s close. It was a bit bolder in taste than, say, a Romeo y Julieta Reserva Real, but not quite as smooth. Both the burn and the taste were consistent through the hour-and-a-half or so it took to smoke it, but while the construction on mine held up, Tim’s wrapper started to unravel at two separate points.

My guess is there’s a good reason they’re not prominently featured on the Gurkha website. They held their own with the boilermakers we put together, but I think I might reach for something else given a choice. Why select an economy version of a premium brand when there are premium brands available at the same price point?

This, by the way, came after some time watching NFL Red Zone. If you’ve not seen Red Zone before, it’s like football broadcasting with ADD. Every few minutes you get a different game, with break-ins when something exciting is going down. There are no commercial interruptions, and sometimes you even get a double view, as if even the director can’t decide which game you’ll want to see more. Not a bad way to watch football at all if your favorite teams aren’t on or are blacked out.

Even the Illinois weather held off, giving us some warm, sunny weather between storms, making for a nice, relaxing day. If we had grilled up some steaks we’d have nailed the testosterone trifecta of drinks, sports, and grilling. Maybe next time.

About Mike Oliveri

Mike Oliveri is a writer, martial artist, cigar aficionado, motorcyclist, and family man, but not necessarily in that order. He is currently hard at work on the werewolf noir series The Pack for Evileye Books.