Lasy night, I sparked up a fresh Siglo II from a five-pack, and was well disappointed in both the taste and the burn of the cigar.


The taste felt miserable and dull - like an afternoon waiting for your wife to finish the shopping. Don't come to me with your tales of spice and chocolate and other juiced-up phoney descriptions. A smoke is a smoke.


It's burning hot air, tar and all harshness, and that's what Cohiba's Siglo II was for me. Raw and nasty.


I wasn't impressed. It smoked like a $1 cigar and it burned down one side, forcing me to light the other side several times. I'm beginning to think this whole Cohiba-mystique thing is nonsense.


Good thing this was a gift. I'd never chuck money, or even 1/4 of the money at a Cohiba. I'd trade 10 Cohibas for a Montecristo #2 without hesitation.

DANGER: Stay away from Cohiba Siglo II. In fact don't even go into the same room.

I reckon all this nonsense about the Corona Especiales is pure hype. I've tried my fair share and they're OK if you can't get a decent replacement. Jumped into the car and drove to my favourite smoking spot, overlooking a valley where I lit up. I may as well have stuck my lips around the exhaust. I'm going back to the Seleccion Reserve.

A magnificent after-dinner smoke, took to it immediately. A mild start to the smoke, gently easing one in to an extremely complex array of opulent flavours. Demands to be joined by a single malt, to which,I confess I bowed. She needed stoking occasionally, butthe reward was indeed worth it. Another noteworthy experience.

I'm rarely drawn to comment on commercial products, prefering instead to discourse on my favoured topics of cleavage and sport.
However, on this rare occasion I am willing to make an exception.


The Siglo IV - AH! Sublime.

One might compare it to eating molasses from a Polynesian maiden's ample breasts; or dribbling the ball 80yds before banging in the winner at White Hart Lane against The Shower of Shite.

Again, a sensual experience, almost without equal in the annals of tobacco - or sport for that matter.

WHOOSH! Fine robust and aggressive cigar - the Lanceros is full of surprises - as spicy as you like and begging to accompany a (very large) Cognac.
Not to be underestimated, but attacked fully.

I can highly recommend the Lanceros as an after-dinner delight.