Don Tomás

I smoked part of a Don Tomás cigar the other night. Rather than boring you with my rendering of the tastes and smooth consumption, I'll share the event.
My husband and I had spent a long day working outside on our deck, yard, and other outside activities one does in 90 degree weather. The day was cooling and the sun was meandering lower and lower. He brings me a cigar, with his selection in tow. We cut, light and enjoy our cigars.
I haven't been feeling well lately, so I only enjoyed a portion of mine. After leisurely rocking on a deck chair, I fired up the grill and cooked chicken for the both of us.

The satisfaction of a completed project, the calm of the setting summer sun, and the feeling of reward as I silently sit puffing next to my husband will all be ingrained into my memory of a Don Tomás.