I had my best smoke of the winter this morning, despite it being 9° when I walked out the door. It almost rose to that sublime level I've mentioned in the past on here. Not quite there, though. Very tasty, nonetheless. I suspect it is mostly because I finally dialed in the moisture level on a couple of my jars. I hadn't thought them too terribly dry, but they were noticeably drier than usual. Changed that. Rocking on.
Italian billiard with 3 year old Night Train.