Posted By Lucas Woith on January 31, 2011
Commentary By:
Lucas Woith
Midwest Cigar Summit, Executive Producer
People often ask me why I smoke cigars. For the longest time, I would give them an answer about how my father got me into it shortly after I turned 18. But over the past few years, I have realized that it is so much more than that.
When I was younger, my father had a high stress position in the public relations world, often working long, late hours, and traveling for work. I really came to cherish the time we spent together, and as I grew into my mid teens, we would spend countless spring, summer, and fall evenings on our back patio, accompanied by our faithful black lab Hayley. He would light up a cigar, and we would chat about our days and weeks. It was a great time.
At that young age, I always loved the smell of cigars, which was weird to me, because I was raised in a strict non smoking house…at least for cigarettes! I couldn’t wait to have my first cigar, I just had to turn 18.
About a week after I turned 18, in October of 2000, we were on a family vacation in Key West, FL, one of the old time cigar capitals of the world. I relished the opportunity to watch the old Cuban exiles silently rolling cigars, all while their lit cigar never left their mouths.
And so came the time to have my first cigar, and I picked a Macanudo Hampton Court. I laugh at this selection now, as it’s been years since I’ve smoked a Macanudo, but at the time it was the perfect cigar for a newbie…mild, consistent with a great draw. My dad and I, accompanied by my mother and brother, went to Mallory Square in Key West for their famed sunset celebration. My dad and I lit up, and I was hooked.
Not hooked in a physical sense, but in a mental way. A feeling came over me, one I couldn’t put a finger on until many years later. It was calming, relaxing, and soothing.
As I learned more and more about cigars, and gradually went from a casual smoker to an “aficionado” I developed more of an appreciation for the art that is a premium cigar. This appreciation reached a peak in March of 2009, when I was invited to Santiago, Dominican Republic, as a guest of Gene Arganese, owner of Arganese Cigars. Myself and four other members of the Gentleman’s Cigar Society took the trip, and saw the production of a premium cigar, from seed to cigar.
It was an amazing trip, literally life changing…being able to see the entire process…from a handful of seeds, to the finish product being boxed. Meeting the people, seeing the passion they put into each cigar, seeing the timeless methods used…no electric, no automation, all hand done. One word that kept popping into my head was passion. These people had a passion for what they were doing, from Gene on down to the cigar rollers and to the shipping clerks. Passion, pure and simple.
So when I light up a cigar, I don’t just think about smoking a cigar. I think about those evenings with my dad, I think about the extended weekend in Santiago with Jeff, Mark, Perry, and Harry. I think about that night in Mallory Square, and I think about the people…all the people I’ve met in the cigar industry…from some of the most famous names like Rocky Patel, Litto Gomez, Pete Johnson, and Carlito Fuente, to the rollers and factory workers in Santiago, on down to the person at the brick & mortar shop that sold me the cigar. I don’t think about it as being just a cigar…I think about how lucky I am to be smoking a handmade piece of art…and I think about the passion which has been ignited in me by the flames of the leaf. And that, my friends, is why I smoke cigars.
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