Tag: El Jeffe

Keep chewing, January’s almost through

January’s a long, dark month, isn’t it? It feels like the sort of month you really have to chew through to get down – like that meal your mother in law makes that you’re too polite to leave untouched.

Old Tech, New Tech

The cigar world is much more global these days – as, we suppose, is everything else. That has both its benefits and its drawbacks. Thanks to the internet, to magazines, and to social media, anything remotely cigar-related is immediately beamed into our homes, our phones, onto our screens.

Times They Are A Changin’

There used to be a cigar saying along the lines of: “When a man is in his 30s, he smokes a 30 Ring Gauge cigar; in his 50s, he smokes a 50 Ring Gauge cigar.”

Come On In, The Water’s Lovely

A bright, shining, spanking New Year, with all the optimism, purposefulness – and angst – that goes with it. We at Sautter’s believe there’s a firm middle ground to be taken in most things which will keep your equanimity and also ensure you don’t turn into a rabid attack dog – which admittedly sometimes feels like it’s the only way to get heard these days.

Shopping List

There are a few things one must not forget in the mad scramble that the end of the year inevitably becomes. These include a healthy stock of booze if you’re likely to be entertaining; an emergency supply of Christmas cards, in case someone brings you one unexpectedly or has slipped off the list and appears last minute…

Christmas is Coming and The Goose is Getting Fat

In true Laurence Davis style, though, he’s doing the exact opposite. In the last six months, El Jeffe has lost a massive amount of weight – something in excess of eight stone – and looks quite simply a different man.

Ho, Ho, Hope?

Oh Lordy, it’s that time again. What on earth am I going to get the man or woman who has everything? Christmas comes but once a year, so they say, although it feels more like twice or thrice by the time December 25 finally rolls round, such is the brouhaha served up in the previous couple of months.

Give Them an Inch

The trouble with getting repeatedly shouted down is that, after a while, you’re glad when someone lets you talk normally. As cigar smokers, we’ve been lumped in with the cigarette mob for as long as we can remember.