Hey landlubbers! How would you like some free tobacco? I’m giving away a tin of Esoterica Pembroke. All you have to do is like the Tobacco Diaries Facebook Page then look for the Christmas Pirate Flag Pinned to the Top of the Page. Comment your pirate name under the flag and you are in! Good luck!
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The winter chill is radiating from the closed window as I stand in my office in my robe looking out at the blanket of satin white. I just woke up, and I’m waiting for the coffee to finish percolating as I watch the wind blow around the fine powder. I reach for my Mr. Brog #89, considering what I should smoke. I want something that will wake me up and push away these chills that are radiating to my bone. I think back to my recent experience with Tabac Manil’s Le Petit Robin and what a great experience that was. I decide to try another one of Mr. Manil’s offerings: Pure Semois La Brumeuse.
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It’s 1 p.m. on a Monday afternoon, and I find myself craving some sweets. I’m watching my weight, so a cupcake is out of the question. I reach for my Savinelli 645, considering what I should smoke. It’s cold outside, so I want something that will impart some warmth but also satisfy this sweet tooth. I decide to crack a tin of Stanwell Vanilla.
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Megan kept still. She was listening with her entire body.
There were tells that every soldier knew; some taught in basic training, but most learned over time. Silky footsteps whispering in the grass. The metallic chatter of a bullet rattling in its chamber. The muted thunk of gear on gear motion. The slink of a knife pulled from its sheath. The stuttered breath of that last fearful gasp. A nervous heart. All these were thumbprints of an intruder.
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It’s 6 in the morning on a Tuesday, and I just woke up an hour ago. I reach for my Mr. Brog #89, considering what I should smoke. It’s cold outside, so I want something that will wake me up and warm my body. Something classy, with an old school vibe. I decide on an unopened brick of Tabac Manil’s Le Petit Robin.
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I was 16 years old the first time I ever stepped foot into a tobacco shop. Taking place over 20 years ago, this was before all the draconian laws were made to tax and ban smoking out of existence. I’m 37 now. I’ve been going to the same shop all this time. Others have come and gone, but one store has stood the test of the ages.
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I take a coach to the crossroads watching the mountains through the small window as we proceed to the point where Bulletsville meets with Perdition. It was a bumpy ride. My pipe jostles from my purse and clatters to the hardwood floor. I pick it up and blow it off as the coach suddenly comes to a halt.
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You step toward the gates of light, thirsting, searching for some kind of unwarranted truth. What will you find?
Beyond the first gate, there is a pipe, prefilled with some unknown mystery.
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Matches or lighters? It’s a battle that has been raging for many many years. Some say matches are unreliable in windy situations and stink. Others say lighters burn too hot, can damage your pipe and can leave a sticky butane residue in your bowl and on the rim, imparting a taste to the tobacco.
Well, I’m here to tell you about a third option. Hemp Wick Lighting.
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When I was a young boy, over 30 years ago, it was common for us to spend some time in the summer and fall months camping at a mountain-base site near Mammoth Cave known as Jellystone Park. Today, many years later, I grab my pipe and sit down to go through some old pictures of my camping experiences while I smoke a bowl of Cornell & Diehl Mountain Camp.
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The good pirate Alender Calam laughed to himself as he walked to the binnacle, smiling around his pipe. The last month had been kind to him. He was rich with a dead man’s treasures and now he was on his way to see a very close friend he hadn’t seen in years!
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Canning jars. We all use them. Heck, I buy them by the box. The next time you buy a box of Jars DON’T RIP IT OPEN. Take a moment to read this and follow the steps. You’ll have a handy tobacco mat that you can use when filling your jars to handle the spills that happen during the canning process.
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It’s 5 in the morning on a Wednesday, and I just woke up. I reach for my pipe, wondering already what I am going to smoke. I want something that will wake me up and warm my core. Something citrusy, with a springtime feel, is looming in my future. I reach for an aged can of Wessex Gold Virginia Flake.
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Spending some quality time with your tobacco can be a meditative experience. If you buy the right kind of smoke and have a good knife in your hand, you can reach an excellent level of enjoyment directly through tobacco preparation.
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I turn the corner of the street, not missing a beat. I’ve been commissioned to take photos of working people in Cincinnati for a puff piece a local Newspaper is running. I’m on the job per usual; the camera’s in a heavy bag on my back, and my smoking pouch is at my side. My pipe is empty but wedged in my teeth because I’m afraid I’ll break it if I keep it in my bag as I chug along.
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The Mr. Brog Leather Combo Pipe Pouch is a fantastic way to hit the road with a couple of pipes and some of your favorite smoke. It holds one medium-sized pipe or two small pipes and a half an ounce of tobacco comfortably.
Best of all, it’s only $24 bucks, following Mr. Brog’s rule of keeping quality smoking gear down to a sensible price. I went ahead and hunted the best deal, just click here and don’t say old Jay never did anything nice for you!
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I step off the stagecoach and find myself back in front of the old bookshop I’d left so far in the past. Catching my reflection in a rippled rain puddle I see that everything about me has changed over the years, everything but one. I pull my grandfather’s pipe from my breast pocket and wedge it in my teeth.
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It was a cold Autumn day in 2014, and I was working with a fresh model named Rose. She came to me to help her build her portfolio, which is one of the many services I provide as a photographer.
Our shoot location came to mind immediately when she showed me the outfits she wanted to shoot in. I often pick outside locations for portfolio building shoots. This style of shooting adds character, is more comfortable for a new model, and of course, affords me the opportunity to smoke on the job.
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I am hiking the bright Kentucky hinterlands, walking with camera in hand, pipe in my teeth and dogs at my side as the cold dew clings to the cuffs of my jeans and the smell of thick forests sweep past my olfactory senses. There is a blank slate in the clarity of winter air that allows the coppice space to make magic.
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When you first start out as a pipe smoker, it’s this mysterious thing you look forward to. It’s something you wait for with baited breath! “When will this elusive cake that everyone is talking about finally build up?!” You scream to the heavens.
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The old ones cry out from the dark, moss mottled labyrinth within me. I sit, huddled in my office waiting for it to find my scent. I hear it sliding down the hallway now, mandibles chittering, tentacles search every crevice, every nook, as it sniffs for my natural light.
Only my pipe is with me to comfort me in my time of distress. My faithful friend in hand.
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You don’t have to spend big bucks on a pipe to get a great smoker and nothing proves this better than Dr. Grabow.
Today we will be discussing the Dr. Grabow “Big Pipe”; a hefty billiard shaped briar from an American Company with a fascinating history.
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Cornell and Diehl’s Five O’Clock Shadow, part of their “Working Man” series, take something I like very much, the Virginia/Perique Blend, and kicks it up a notch by adding a pinch of dark-fired Kentucky. The results are surprisingly astounding!
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The autumn night wind crawls over the rolling hills of the Kentucky landscape in the background. It slips it’s sinewy, leaf-stained fingers through the crack in the window and comes to meet my hands, which are warmed by a crackling match.
My lids feel heavy, and the sulfur dissipates as the starry breeze dances around me, down to my bare ankles where it settles and nibbles at my senses.
I hold the flame to the full bowl and puff short and even for the char as my eyes drift to the full-dark sky past the pane. I move the match in small circles.
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