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For the last couple years, I have tried various Corn Cob pipes. Nothing but the legendary Missouri ones, of course; all the Chinese ones and others, woosh! Go away. I didn't even bother trying, 'cause I might be dumb, but I ain't stupid. That's for sure.
So. I have bought Gentlemen, Generals, Fifth Avenues, Danish, Washingtons, Tom Sawyers, Patriots. As I don't like filters, I smoked them without the filter. Whatever I did, however I smoked, whichever cadence I performed, it just smoked hot and, at times, harsh. Eventually, they all, without exception, developed an awful taste and aftertaste that not even a shot of good Ol' Irish whisky could make disappear.
Of course, at first, I suspected that maybe it was because I was not using filters. The air draft being at least 6mm wide, that creates extra moisture which will reflect on the taste and overall experience of the smoke.
Having assessed the potential problem, the solution I came up with was to move to non-filtered pipes. So I acquired a few Tom Sawyers and Patriots.
In the meanwhile, I did learn that even though Cobs are kind of a more resistant material, one was better to treat them as he would his briars. This would ensure a prolonged and pleasant life for his cobs and his smoking experiences.
Back to the Tom Sawyers and Patriots. After a while, despite my prudence towards my cobs, cleaning them regularly, passing the pipe cleaners, etc; inevitably they started to taste like crap once more. After assessing the situation (it's not the filters, they are non-filtered) I concluded it had to be the stain and plaster of paris that were applied.
My solution was to acquire Neked non-filtered pipes. I thus received home a pair of Neked Patriots. That was about six months ago. Today, I packed one of them with a mixture of Scaferlati Caporal and Amphora Black Cavendish, which does just fine in my briars. I was smoking in the car. The smoke just turned super dry, hot, harsh and, basically, trashed my tongue quickly. I emptied the bowl, packed my Stanwell Horn and ta da, all was great.
I had then to realize that, whatever I do, the Cobs just don't seem to work for me.
May I specify I am not a neophyte in this hobby?
I guess I will stick to my briars, from now on. And no more Corn Cobs for me. Ever. Good for those who enjoy them - they are a great bargain, after all, sadly- but we do not get along together, it seems.
So. I have bought Gentlemen, Generals, Fifth Avenues, Danish, Washingtons, Tom Sawyers, Patriots. As I don't like filters, I smoked them without the filter. Whatever I did, however I smoked, whichever cadence I performed, it just smoked hot and, at times, harsh. Eventually, they all, without exception, developed an awful taste and aftertaste that not even a shot of good Ol' Irish whisky could make disappear.
Of course, at first, I suspected that maybe it was because I was not using filters. The air draft being at least 6mm wide, that creates extra moisture which will reflect on the taste and overall experience of the smoke.
Having assessed the potential problem, the solution I came up with was to move to non-filtered pipes. So I acquired a few Tom Sawyers and Patriots.
In the meanwhile, I did learn that even though Cobs are kind of a more resistant material, one was better to treat them as he would his briars. This would ensure a prolonged and pleasant life for his cobs and his smoking experiences.
Back to the Tom Sawyers and Patriots. After a while, despite my prudence towards my cobs, cleaning them regularly, passing the pipe cleaners, etc; inevitably they started to taste like crap once more. After assessing the situation (it's not the filters, they are non-filtered) I concluded it had to be the stain and plaster of paris that were applied.
My solution was to acquire Neked non-filtered pipes. I thus received home a pair of Neked Patriots. That was about six months ago. Today, I packed one of them with a mixture of Scaferlati Caporal and Amphora Black Cavendish, which does just fine in my briars. I was smoking in the car. The smoke just turned super dry, hot, harsh and, basically, trashed my tongue quickly. I emptied the bowl, packed my Stanwell Horn and ta da, all was great.
I had then to realize that, whatever I do, the Cobs just don't seem to work for me.
May I specify I am not a neophyte in this hobby?
I guess I will stick to my briars, from now on. And no more Corn Cobs for me. Ever. Good for those who enjoy them - they are a great bargain, after all, sadly- but we do not get along together, it seems.