I get a good fire going in my pit. Toast the foot and smoke away. Pondering why the hell I have such a hard time discerning flavors. After it's done, I debate, wether I want another. Depends on how cold and how early it is. I usually head back in with a big smile on my face. Always a good experience.
"No one can tell me what is a good cigar -- for me. I am the only judge. There are no standards -- no real standards. Each man's preference is the only standard for him, the only one which he can accept, the only one which can command him."
~ Mark Twain
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